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An Easter In Prison

Well, it’s Easter, and it’s an Easter unlike any other that I’ve experienced. The church doors are closed. We cannot be with our family. But somehow this Resurrection Sunday  is more meaningful than it’s ever been. The empty tomb secures my future, and I’m blessed to have beautiful memories of Easters gone by. When I…

Easters Past

When I remember the Easters of my childhood, they mostly involved the new spring mother-daughter dresses Mama made, new hats that had to have small flowers to frame my face and ribbons that trailed in the wind behind me, a new pair of white patent leather shoes from Kramer’s Dept. Store on Broad Street, pink…