by Cullen Schippe
Easter has always been my favorite feast. Every Easter morning for at least the past 35 or 40 years, I have had a small personal tradition. Early—usually before dawn—when everybody else in the house is still asleep, I put on a headset and listen to Rimsky-Korsakov's Russian Easter Festival Overture (Op. 36)—full blast.
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