Memory

"I am grown old and my memory is not as active as it used to be. When I was younger I could remember anything, whether it had happened or not; but my faculties are decaying now and soon I shall be so I cannot remember any but the things that never happened."   

        Mark Twain

Autobiography

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Rosy Cole on Sunday, 28 July 2019 23:28

Some mischievous ambiguity here :-)

Some mischievous ambiguity here :-)
Rosy Cole on Sunday, 28 July 2019 23:57

In view of the above theme, I feel bound to add this:

Back in the theater again after too many years. My new play, MONUMENTS opens next week in Annapolis - along with two other one-acts written by old friends/amazing writers Morey Norkin and Michael Gilles. Or is it amazing friends/old writers... Stephen Evans
https://thecolonialplayers.org/

In view of the above theme, I feel bound to add this: [i]Back in the theater again after too many years. My new play, MONUMENTS opens next week in Annapolis - along with two other one-acts written by old friends/amazing writers Morey Norkin and Michael Gilles. Or is it amazing friends/old writers...[/i] Stephen Evans https://thecolonialplayers.org/
Stephen Evans on Monday, 29 July 2019 01:25

Very kind! :)

Very kind! :)
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