March 31, 2013
Easter always brings fond memories of my Grandpa J. He did so much to make sure everyone was having fun. From Easter weekend rides on his ATVs to his broad and contagious grin, being with him made you feel special. When I was little, he would take us out to Little Mountain to roll eggs. Before he died I wish I would have thought to ask him where he learned that tradition. Does anyone know where/how it originated?