Kiss a Canadian and look out for the fireworks
Sondra Ashton
I correspond with a small group of Canadian women. There are six of us. We exchange stories, news and encouragement in facing the vicissitudes of daily life. We look at each other as sisters; sisters by choice rather than by birth and blood. I am honored to belong to this group, and, if asked, claim quasi-citizenship in Saskatchewan South. After all, I live barely a hop and skip from the border.
My Canadian sisters celebrate Canada Day on the first of July, and we on this side of the line celebrate Independence Day on the fourth. Fireworks boom and bang on both sides of the...
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