Once You're Dead, You're Made For Life.

It's Really Hard To Know What People Want Around Here Sometimes.

A Broom Is Drearily Sweeping Up The Broken Pieces Of Yesterday's Life.

I Was Trying To Do Too Many Things At The Same Time, Which Is My Nature. But I Was Enjoying It, And I Still Do Enjoy It.

Genealogists Live In The Past Lane.

My Own Thing Is In My Head. I Hear Sounds And If I Don't Get Them Together Nobody Else Will.