{"id":1209,"date":"2016-08-27T02:51:24","date_gmt":"2016-08-27T02:51:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thepartridgefamilytemple.org\/albuquerque\/?p=1209"},"modified":"2016-08-27T02:53:18","modified_gmt":"2016-08-27T02:53:18","slug":"the-real-story-of-easter","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.thepartridgefamilytemple.org\/albuquerque\/2016\/08\/27\/the-real-story-of-easter\/","title":{"rendered":"The Real Story of Easter"},"content":{"rendered":"

Shirley was very concerned. Keith hadn\u2019t come home for hours. It was a Friday night and Danny said the last time he saw him, he was making a bee-line for the soda fountain. Yet now it\u2019s seven o\u2019 clock, two hours after dinner was on the table. Keith Partridge is not home. Reuben tries to reassure Shirley that Keith is probably at one of his girlfriend\u2019s house watching \u201cLove, American Style\u201d and he\u2019ll probably be home any minute.<\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/h4>\n

Shirley shakes her head and says, \u201cOkay, kids. Let\u2019s get in the bus. We\u2019re going to look for him.\u201d<\/span><\/h4>\n

Everyone piles in the psychedelic bus and they\u2019re soon driving up and down the streets yet no Keith is found. Danny folds his arms and says, \u201cI told you. Keith\u2019s a flake. When you need him he\u2019s always looking out for himself.\u201d<\/span><\/h4>\n

Laurie turns and gives Danny a strange look. Shirley pulls the bus back into the driveway and sadly walks back into the house. Saturday comes and Keith hasn\u2019t shown up. Reuben has made a personal call to Adam-12. They sit on the couch by the phone waiting.<\/span><\/h4>\n

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Shirley drinks a warm glass of milk as she goes to bed Saturday night deeply worried that something bad has happened to Keith. That night Laurie takes on three different biker gangs in the garage trying to divulge information but she gets nothing except for the satisfaction of doing a job well done.
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Shirley hears a weird noise in the kitchen at four in the morning. She creeps down the stairs and sees Danny with his Cub Scout back pack and filling his thermos with Tang. Shirley watches Danny leave the house and then has Tracy and Christopher follow him. Tracy keeps rubbing her eyes saying, \u201cMommy, I\u2019m sleepy.\u201d<\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/h4>\n

Christopher walks into the door frame and says \u201cOw, tired.\u201d<\/span><\/h4>\n

Shirley hugs him and says, \u201cGo forth and tell me what I need to know.\u201d<\/span><\/h4>\n

As soon as she says that, Tracy and Christopher\u2019s eyes glow and eagerly they take to the streets, running on all fours sniffing the ground. Shirley sits in the kitchen drinking a Carnation Instant Breakfast drink. When she hears Chris and Tracy screaming, she takes off her clothes and is out the back door running at full speed naked. She comes over a hill and sees Christopher and Tracy lying strangled and dead before an old garage on the edge of the forest.<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\n

A weird twisted sound fills the air and as her perfect foot softly steps on the wet, dewy grass Danny\u2019s red freakish face pops up, his mouth red with gore from eating Christopher and Tracy. Shirley quickly walks up to Danny and grabs him by the ear and says, \u201cI\u2019ve already lost two kids. I\u2019m not going to lose a third. Where\u2019s your brother Keith?\u201d<\/span><\/h4>\n

Danny cries, \u201cI don\u2019t know!\u201d<\/span><\/h4>\n

Shirley whispers in his ear, \u201cDo you want me to pick off all of your freckles because you know if I do you\u2019ll have never existed.\u201d<\/span><\/h4>\n

Danny starts to cry and points to the garage behind them. She opens the door and finds Keith lying there as if asleep but she knows that it\u2019s much worse. She makes a whistle whisper and soon Laurie is there. She goes into the garage and then comes back out. \u201cMother,\u201d she asks. \u201cWill you comb my long, brown hair?\u201d<\/span><\/h4>\n

Shirley smiles and pulls out a golden brush with silver bristles and starts to comb out her long, beautiful hair. All of a sudden the most beautiful smell fills the air and everything around them turns a strange, molten, golden hue. Shirley and Laurie turn and the garage has melted away. Standing before them is their beloved Keith Partridge and all is Golden. 1970-1974<\/span><\/h4>\n

The Origin of Easter & Other Fairytales by Shaun Partridge<\/span>
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Shirley was very concerned. Keith hadn\u2019t come home for hours. It was a Friday night and Danny said the last time he saw him, he was making a bee-line for the soda fountain. Yet now it\u2019s seven o\u2019 clock, two hours after dinner was on the table. Keith Partridge is not home. Reuben tries to […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1209","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-once-upon-a-time-there-was-a-holiday"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p2wBFt-jv","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thepartridgefamilytemple.org\/albuquerque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1209","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thepartridgefamilytemple.org\/albuquerque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thepartridgefamilytemple.org\/albuquerque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thepartridgefamilytemple.org\/albuquerque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thepartridgefamilytemple.org\/albuquerque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1209"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.thepartridgefamilytemple.org\/albuquerque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1209\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1213,"href":"https:\/\/www.thepartridgefamilytemple.org\/albuquerque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1209\/revisions\/1213"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thepartridgefamilytemple.org\/albuquerque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1209"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thepartridgefamilytemple.org\/albuquerque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1209"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thepartridgefamilytemple.org\/albuquerque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1209"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}