Freedom Come Movement

When I think about Easter good things come to my mind. Memories of times gone by that i though would never change but they did. all dress up going to Church with my mother and my sibling. We went to church all the time and devoted members we were too. Now here’s what I remember I live in the south we were segregated Black and White. I live in all black Community It was fun. People were Kinda then and had respect for one another. Men were tall and dressed up in dark suits and the handsomeness one was my father. Sun light on my face getting to resight long speech about Easter. Having big Easter egg hunt for the whole Church, those were the days.

Matt 27-27 /Luke 24-1-12