Here I am with my best friend. We were both about 15, dressed in our Easter attire, standing outside the church.
Put on Your Easter Bonnet with All the Frills Upon It
I had to reach way back in the memory hole to find these old photos taken in Washington on several different Easter Sundays when I was a teenager. Easter always warranted a new outfit from head to toe, usually a suit or summer coat because of the unpredictability of the weather in DC at that time of the year. When I read that snow was predicted this Sunday, I could remember only one other time in my life when it snowed on Easter Day.
Note the mid-calf skirts, wide-shoulder jackets, open-toed shoes, and wavy pompadour that were popular after World War II. And, of course, hat and gloves were necessary for any special occasion. I’m sure my hats had a veil, most dressy headwear did.
In the backyard dressed in my new Easter suit, hat and gloves after having been to church that morning. Look at that spiffy hanky in the lower pocket!
I’m about 4 years old and with my cousin, Bud, on an Easter egg hunt. Notice my hat is in my hand better to show my long banana curls and jaunty hair ribbon for the picture.
Easter with my cousin Peggy in matching outfits. As I recall, my mother made the dresses for the two of us. I was probably about 14 years old at the time and we’re perched on my father’s 1941 Oldsmobile. That’s all from memory lane. . . .
