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The children were holding their ears and crying; some of them were bleeding from their ears-that was when I noticed that my ears were bleeding, too, and that I couldn't actually hear anything. A good thing: Grandmother never knew much about Anglicans. Beyond all three having dark hair, I failed to see any resemblance. And although there was much mirth in evidence at my mother's wedding, and even my grandmother exhibited an unusual tolerance for the many young a

ught it was going to be easy to be a Canadian; like so many stupid Americans, I pictured Canada as simply some northern, WAITING FOR YOU. But I shall endure her; I will outlast her, in the end. When the canon asked me what my church was, I said, I guess I'm an Episcopalian.