Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. -- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Frankie and Slim
Saturday, March 12, 2005
CHAMPIONS
Hooray for the Blackhawks! Last night Mike's team played their final game and WON. The score was 38 to 32. Mike got an assist in the game. He has had a wonderful season making one of his scores on a free throw. His team received third place overall. They only lost two games the entire season. The only thing he got 100% was the number of games his Granny Annie and Grandpa Ron missed. Boo Hoo, we'll be there next year for sure. We did get to see video of a couple of his games and that Mike gets right in there, watches and really hustles for his team.
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