Easter must have been my father’s favorite holiday. I say this because it is the holiday he had the most fun with. He must have enjoyed watching Sis and I hunt for the colored eggs because he would hide them over and over all day long. He was the perfect Easter bunny.
I don’t remember how old I was the first time he re-hid our Easter eggs, but I do remember how upset Sis and I both were.
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