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It doesn't seem possible, but we cannot find any pictures from this
Easter. We just arrived back in Dearborn in February, and had
replaced the water heater (and the furnace was on the fritz).
We had told everybody about how much fun we had had making 'special'
eggs in Denver, that Lyn's mom organized us to have time with the
family and our young nieces. In Lyn's childhood, dying eggs had been
an ordeal, where parafin wax was melted and applied to the egg with a
small tool made by pushing a straight pin into the eraser of a
pencil. Each child would spend hours toiling over each egg,
methodically placing one pin-head size dot of wax after other.
Elaborate pictures, resembling braille, would be placed, then the egg
would be dyed to a rich deep color. Such eggs displayed an old-world
craftsmanship and feel. But, sheesh, they would take hours and cause
a headache.
We again did do-overs, with the Happy Face, the French Fries, and our
first try at some cartoon characters. Dave added one made like a taco
and we did a sports series with baseball, football, and soccer ball.
Hopefully, we will find some long-lost pictures somewhere. |
