I thought about googling Good Friday (who named it, which, if any of this really happened, was pretty awful??) but was kind of tired, and what would it mean anyway?, so I didn't.
Easter approaches, and somebody asked, "what are you doing for easter?".. and my answer was, "what does person do about easter?"
When I was a kid, I hated Easter candy -- all that overdone chocolate and coconut and marshmallow. One year I happened to have the measles or chicken pox or something, and my Aunt Florence felt bad for me and brought me an Easter basket with fruit instead of candy. I loved it and always asked my parents after that for a fruit basket instead of chocolate bunnies, but never got it. Tradition won out.
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