In my 65th springtime and Lent, I am hard pressed to recall a single Good Friday that was not overcast or an Easter Sunday that was not sunny. Now, I’m sure it would not take much research into what the weather was on those days from the spring of 1955 until the present to prove me wrong.
In my defense, I was not quite 7 months old on Easter, April 10, 1955, so my memory of that holiday might be a tad hazy. There were also at least one or two Easters when we had a late-season snow. It’s just that I don’t remember Easters as anything but sunny.