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I have a niece through marriage that spent two years with me. She grew
up in the same town that my husband was born in, El Valle de Guadalupe,
Michoacan - not too far from Jalisco's border town of La Barca, closer to
Zamorra.
She told me that when she was younger (she is now a woman of about 28
years), the custom was to not only have an alter, but on All Soul's Day, the
family would cook a favorite food of their deceased and take it to the
cemetery. She said that her and her friends would sneak over to the
cemetery and eat the food. She would laugh as she remembered the elders
who would exclaim that it was probably the "spirit of the dead" that gratefully
acknowledged their gift by eat it.
Esperanza
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