I can’t remember how old I was, but I must have been really young because it’s the first time I can remember hearing of the Easter bunny. Dad was working for Marie Scott. We lived in a two-story house that is near the confluence of East and West Dallas creeks. My family suddenly started talking about the Easter Bunny a lot. They said the Easter Bunny will come in one week.

I didn’t know what an Easter Bunny was. We always had rabbits, but we called them rabbits. I had never before heard the...