EASTER HAS KUM AND WINT (sic). The beauty of the local belles was greatly enhanced by the galaxy of colors that made Easter more beautiful than those of old.
One's memory can go to a not so distant Easter when one color predominated for the Easter holiday. This years the colors that were the envy of a dozen rainbows gave vent to a pent up war emotion that only the clever display that was exercised did justice. Personally, I believe that the flowers of the forest and the birds of the air were jealous of the clever contrasts that were seen on the Avenue throughout the day. And as far as the old man was concerned, well, he had that necktie that he lacked courage to wear last Christmas. He received the Easter greeting from his many friends over a large beer and a hearty "Hello you big egg." But such has been the custom for many a moon.
Those, my good friends, are the Easters that rate top mention in my hit parade. Bring back the day when not one certain fellow of the gang got corked, but the ones that stayed sober got hell.
Till that day comes, we will have to content ourselves by taking the proverbial bunny for a whirl till the rest of the gang gets home. Then we can really shove him for a loss. So get on the ball, and when the next Easter comes, there will be an Easter Parade of merit at the old Opera House.