Jonah Bowe: Easter is meant for family, not Roseau
There is no doubt in my mind that there is no family quite like mine.
My family is “a little different” than your average family, but then again, what is normal anyway?
One thing about my family, though, is we have traditions, and we tend to stick to those traditions, for the most part anyways.
Last weekend was Easter weekend, and though Easter is one of my favorite holidays to spend with my family (Easter at my house is nothing but chocolate and great food) I decided to spend my 2013 Easter differently than I’ve ever done it in the past.
All winter I waited for the opportunity to get to go snowmobiling, but it just never really worked out. Last week my buddy Patrick (who lives up in Moorhead) called me, and asked me if I wanted to go up to Roseau with him for Easter and stay at his cabin and snowmobile and go four-wheeling and stuff.
Being as I never get to do exciting things like that, I was all for it.
We left Fargo last Friday for the weekend. Patrick’s whole family lives up in Roseau, so I knew I’d be spending Easter with a different family, but that idea didn’t really cross my mind, I just figured I’d enjoy a weekend away from home.
We arrived at his cabin dead set in the middle of the north woods. It was one of the most serene, peaceful places I’ve ever seen.
His cabin is in the middle of the woods, right on the banks of the Roseau River. There were swans and wildlife all over the place, and this was where I spent my Easter weekend.
Saturday I woke up at like 9 a.m., to the smell of eggs and bacon in the kitchen. We ate breakfast, and spent the majority of the day riding sled and smoking some steaks. It was a real good time, and then Saturday night we drove into Roseau to find some things to do.
Being in town was a completely different situation though. He told me that the people in his hometown tend to be just a little bit judgmental if they don’t know you just because it’s a small town where everyone knows everyone.
We decided to go play some hockey for a while (in Roseau they have in indoor rink open 24 hours a day, just for open hockey, which is awesome).
After we skated for a while we decided to go bowling, and that was just a straight up strange experience.
I walked in and instantly all eyes were on me, like I was a terrorist or something. We bowled for awhile, then ran out to our car, which was parked in the alleyway, and I saw the owner of the bowling alley watching me out of the window.
I pulled my head out of the car, to see four guys approaching me. They cornered me like they were gonna jump me, then told me they didn’t like “hippies” in their town. I thought they were going to try to hit me or something, but then my buddy came out back and they instantly scattered.
The next day I went to church with Patrick’s family, and had dinner at his grandparent’s house. We had a delicious meal, and I had an awesome weekend, but it definitely wasn’t the same as Easter dinner with my family.
Spending Easter with a different family just reminded me what holidays are all about. They’re about spending time with family and about creating memories we can hold on to.
This year’s Easter is definitely an Easter I’ll remember but won’t re-create.
Jonah Bowe is a senior at Detroit Lakes High School.