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EASTER SUNDAY
I remember the white dresses, pink, white and blue corsages, white and black shoes and short or knee length stockings. I remember kneeling at a rail with innocence as I ate the body of a savior. I remember an old man handing me a round dry and tasteless wafer that was hard to swallow. I remember the twins Judy and Joyce looking angelic, and Melissa with golden curls. Pretty Pauline flirted with me as she pretended to keep her hands cupped in prayer. I remember Rodger tripping over his untied shoelace. I remember my Mother's broad rimmed purple hat , most fashionable then. I remember these memories, but can not remember what I was there for. Something about a savior. Something to do with religion. I remember my knees were soar from kneeling so long. I was the first to stand up and then told to kneel down again. They said it had to do with a savior. Something about humility, first communion, and Easter Sunday.
I remember the Sun was bright and the breeze blew up all the dresses, and the girls knees were all red, from kneeling to long. I remember Rodger stopping in front of me and kneeling down to tie his shoe. I remember Rick's big smile as he pushed Rodger while he was tying his shoe. I remember Sister Something looking sternly at Rick, and Rodger. I remember someone saying it was all about a savior. Something about being born again, or being new. I remember my father's movie camera taking pictures of me, as I walked out of the church. I remember it had something to do with a savior, and communion and Catholics and suits and bow ties and white buck shoes and combing my hair with a part, and wearing a clean shirt and underwear. I remember how important that was to my mother. |
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