Happy Easter

Unable to attend my church's regular Easter service at 10, I went hunting for an Episcopal sunrise service. The nearest was the Church of the Epiphany in San Carlos, where we had once been members from 1988 to 2003. The outdoor mass began at 6:30 a.m. and finished in under an hour. Music was furnished by a parishioner with a guitar.

I recognized a few old timers, but none of them recognized me. Well, it has been 22 years and we've all changed a bit.

Besides, if you show up to see and be seen, you're in the wrong place. Easter Sunday is a day to give thanks and praise for the gift of eternal life, regardless of whether two, three, or hundreds are gathered together.