My mother must have taken this photo on that Easter Sunday. (And must have forced me to wear that hat!) I love the way my brother Brien is so zonked out, already, before we even paid the customary holiday visit to my paternal grandmother and my Aunt Myra, Uncle Joe and cousins Billy, Bobby and Tommy...and then drove to pick up my maternal grandmother for dinner back at home. My father looks slick and suave. And I wish we could see more of our car in the driveway. Am I wearing saddle shoes? Happy Easter.