As I dressed, I was thinking about Easter Sundays when I was a child: my brothers and I got new clothes and suits the week before, Saturday night we colored hard-boiled eggs, and Sunday morning the entire family went to church, my parents to a service and my brothers and me to Sunday school. All of my mother's sisters and brothers and their children attended as well. After the service, everyone came to or house for a huge meal -I only remember ham and scalloped potatoes now - and gathering that lasted into the late afternoon.