Easter is coming soon, so let’s look back at Easter as it appeared in the 1960s — in this case, Easter 1967.
You can see me in the photo above at age 2, with my mom. We’re in the front yard on Easter morning. I wish the photo was closer-up, but still, I like seeing our house (the beloved split-level so popular in that era), with the blooming tulips and the big front windows from which I viewed the world.
I still have some of my Easter goodies from the era. Here is one of my favorites: the hopping chick. You wound him up, and he would hop for a while. These days, he needs to be nudged along to make even a single hop, and his fur (feathers?!) are becoming a bit bare, but he’s still rather sweet.
Perhaps my favorite Easter item of all time is this little glass rabbit. He’s about 2″ tall, and I just loved him. In fact, I wanted to keep him out all year round, not just at Easter, which led to some problems. I even tried hiding him one year to prevent his confiscation, but Mom found him. Ah well.
Let’s not forget books, since I’ve always loved them. This one I received for Easter 1968, from Edna. Edna was a retired schoolteacher who lived in the upstairs of the house where we lived downstairs for the first few years of my life. Even after we moved out, we took her to church with us on Sundays and she gave my sister and me gifts for the holidays. I bet she would love knowing that many of her thoughtful gifts are still around! By the way, this is a cute story, and I still read it every year.
Here’s a final little 1960s Easter treasure for you to enjoy: my Easter Egg house. When you looked through the little hole, you’d see a tale of the Easter Bunny, similar to using a View Master. There’s a button on the bottom to press to advance the scenes.
What are some of your fun Easter memories? Do you still have goodies from your childhood Easter baskets?
Girls in White Dresses 
I don’t remember many significant events on Easter, except for one. Since most of your readers are female, I guess it’s safe to write that on my 13th Easter, I started my period for the first time. How’s that for an Easter memory?
Have a good Easter, wherever you will be.
I remember we had some paper mache rabbits when I was growing up. On the rabbit’s back was a holder for an Easter Egg. I also remember Great Aunt Sophie Bartelt bought us some chicks made of yarn. An egg fit inside the chick. When you learned to crochet, you made a good many of them. I think you sold them to earn money for awhile. I still have some you made. Happy Easter! I LOVED seeing your Easter decorations since I am never at your home for Easter.
All of them are so cute – especially that little egg house. I don’t remember anything in particular about Easters growing up. I know we got new clothes and dyed eggs. When my kids were young, I was too caught up in the pagan origins of everything. I thought that to emphasize the spiritual aspect of Easter and Jesus rising from the grave after dying for our sins, I had to cut out the other stuff entirely. So we didn’t do Easter eggs or bunnies. A few years ago I decided there was no harm at all in an Easter basket. Then I determined that all of spring, really, is a larger picture of resurrection. Nobody in our family likes hard-boiled eggs, so we used the plastic ones. Since our kids were older at that time, we filled the eggs with coins and an occasional 1 or 5 dollar bill. They enjoyed the hunts. 🙂 I’ve only had Easter-related decorations for maybe the last ten years.
It’s so nice that you have Easter mementos to put out. I have fond memories of Easter when I was growing up. Of course, first was church services to celebrate Christ’s resurrection. My mother and I always got entire new outfits and I looked forward to that since my wardrobe was not special in any way. We got Easter baskets from the Easter bunny but we had colored our eggs and then added them to our baskets. My godparents always brought me a large basket with all kinds of goodies in it. I remember seeing relatives at church and sometimes they visited us during the afternoon. It was always such a special day for our family.