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Sunday Sweets

(by Sarah Zeversenuke)

Every week, everyone in my family got dressed up in our Sunday best (my twin brothers

begrudgingly) to make a trip across London, Ontario, in our big white station wagon to

visit my mom’s parents. We never arrived empty-handed, usually with a hand-crafted

card, a new photograph of the family or some artwork carefully crafted out of macaroni

noodles and string for Grandma.