speckled eggs and jelly beans

My father died on the day before Easter.  Of course it was 2004, but it was still Easter.  Easter.  What a time for your father to die.

Then again, what a time for your father to die!  I will never forget it, never forget the time of year that he died.  And never forget Who else died during those strange and sad three days, either.

That's him above.  

Happy Easter, Dad!   (Happy Easter, Mom, too.)  They are both enjoying their new heavenly bodies and their heavenly surroundings now, I'm sure.

And while I'm at it ...

Happy Easter, Everyone!

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