Throwback Easter

Stumbled on some old Easter photos. One is in Lake Powell during a family vacation. I remember trying to drown myself this trip. Totally by accident I fell off the path from an island to the mainland. After that I couldn't go any where without a lifejacket.

The next picture reminds me of how my father always would hide out Easter baskets and them claim that the Easter Bunny went to a bar the night before, got drunk, and then run over crossing the street.  We would then try to find our baskets because no one knew where the Easter Bunny put them before he died.  Yeah we had some strange stories.