Well
gentlemen,
I
am thus resolved: on Sunday next you know
My
daughter Katharina is to be married:
Now,
on the Sunday following, shall Bianca
Be
bride to you, if you this assurance;
If
not, Signior Gromio:
And
so, I take my leave, and thank you both.
Adieu,
good neighbor.
-Baptista
The Taming Of The
Shrew Act II, Scene
i, Line 406
Well, we have a perfectly appropriate line for the day. This
is Baptista talking about the marriages of his two daughters. And I am in
Tennessee for the weekend with my two married daughters and we will be
celebrating the recent marriage of the younger one tomorrow. Now, how random is
that?
Now my situation is certainly different than Signior
Baptista’s. He is dealing with figuring out how to get his two daughters
married. My two took care of their own marriages. He has got one daughter who
is a bit of a handful and has to get her married first and I…um,…
Well the one who used to be a bit of a handful one did get
married first, but she took care of it on her own. And she’s not a handful
anymore. Come to think of it, Katharina didn’t end up being a handful in the
end either, did she? And I also wasn’t wheeling and dealing on the second
younger one. She took care of it on her own too.
But I think the random thing still is pretty uncanny. Don’t
you?
This is the house where both my daughters live. But as I've told you before, neither one is a Katharina or a Bianca. They're both Cordelias.
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