Our German grandmother always lived with my brother and I. Weeks before Easter, she would blow out the contents of many eggs and dry them out to get them ready to paint. My brother and I loved painting the eggs so colorfully and then tying them to bushes with ribbons in our backyard. We had a lot of help doing this and we got more paint on our clothes than on the eggs. Many times small branches were put in a vase indoors with painted eggs tied with ribbons. Our parents helped with this annual Easter family event. The colorful eggs were so festive and represented new life.

It is so sad and painful that Johnny died of Covid on the eve of Easter.