This is one of my favorite entries in Dad's journal. Don't you love his handwriting? His journal is a treasure, for sure.
Finding Easter treasures around our house on Easter morning was as much fun for me as for all four of you. . . with each of you having your separate room to search--the kitchen, the dining room, the living room, or the music room. Seems we always found a small treasure tucked in the piano bench or in a secret container in late summer or even nigh Christmas.
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