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
Happy New Year
Thursday, November 08, 2007
TWO SETS OF TWINS
Ron and I pose with our twin counterparts at the Home Place in Kentucky.
You both look a lot better than your twin counterparts. Each of your twins look a little parched. They need some sweet tea. :-) This is the first photo I've seen of YOU!! You're a lovely lady. It's nice to finally see you. And your hubby too, of course. Howdy!!
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You both look a lot better than your twin counterparts. Each of your twins look a little parched. They need some sweet tea.
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This is the first photo I've seen of YOU!!
You're a lovely lady. It's nice to finally see you.
And your hubby too, of course.
Howdy!!