I have many happy memories of Easter morning. I remember a photo from my childhood in the ’60s when I was standing alongside my cousins in my new “white buck” shoes at my great aunt Chloe’s house on Santa Barbara Ave., near the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum. It was a good time.
When I was growing up, we enjoyed Easter services at “Church of Our Savior,” an Episcopal church in San Gabriel. General George S. Patton was baptized there and his children left a memorial for him, including a beautiful stained glass window.
Nowadays our family enjoys an Easter service at Trinity Episcopal Church in Nevada City with Rev. Canon Christopher Seal (one of my favorite people) or at St. Nicholas’ Episcopal Church in Tahoe City (with the ebullient Rev. Jenni Liem).
As an adult, I have other happy memories, going to church with our family at Grace Cathedral in San Francisco and enjoying brunch at the Big Four restaurant across the street. I lived within easy walking distance from Grace for many years in the ’80s. Herb Caen’s memorial was at Grace Cathedral.
This year we’re going to Easter services at Trinity (which has its own fascinating history going back to the Gold Rush days) and Ike’s Quarter Cafe for brunch. Ike is a good friend and masterful chef (along with his longtime friend Peter Selaya at New Moon Cafe next door).
Whether you go to church or not, Easter is a joyful time because it’s spring and the weather is warming up. In our small town, the flowers are starting to bloom and the yards are green, thanks to the recent rains.
I also enjoy singing at Easter with my family. Some of my favorite songs are “Welcome Happy Morning” (translated from Latin to English in 1868) and “Christ the Lord is Risen Today” (1789).
When I was a child, my dad used to belt out “Welcome Happy Morning” when he woke me up for breakfast before church. We enjoyed opening Easter baskets together. Our son is getting older, but we still put together an Easter basket for him. Have a Happy Easter!