It Goes On
Last night me and my brother went over to my pops to celebrate a belated fathers day and an early birthday. On the way over we got in a heated yet civil argument over what a racist is. I got my dad a fishing pole case that he was really happy with. Me and my brother also fixed him steaks and potatos (actually my brother did most of the cooking).
A few years ago, when I ordered checks (or cheques for all you brits), I had the bank print this Robert Frost quote on the bottom of each one:
“In three words, I can sum up everything I know about life: It goes on.
1 sassylittlepunkin Says:
thank god it does. because we have no choice but to go on with it.
2 Shannon (aka eelnahs) Says:
i love that … life does go on. in a month, will it matter? probably not in a week. that is a mystery of life. boy, my blog is about this today and someone else wrote about it yesterday.
3 lotus Says:
The sun will go on rising and setting. Amen to that.
4 cindy Says:
my dad used to tell racist jokes. in my book a racist that makes.