When I was in Dallas in a restaurant and literally nearly bumped into a cousin of mine that I hadn't seen in years. What were the odds that we would be in the same restaurant at the same time? Also, several people and I had been living parallel lives and had the same friends, etc, but never knew each other until later on.

How many things? Here are a few of my faves:

My high school friend's parents moved to Oregon, but her dad still had two years before he was to retire in L.A., so he began renting my old bedroom from my parents for when he was in town for work. He was at a meeting in Washington, and during the conversation with one of the fellas, came to find out that the fella went to the same high school as my buddy and me (where my father taught for 28 years). The fella said, "Hey, do you know Doc?" and bill said, "Know him? I LIVE with the guy!"

When my parents were in Germany they ran into some friends from their old church in Van Nuys.

Last year, my mom found out from a friend that the friend's grandson was also in involved in the SCA. Of course, I did not know him by his modern era name, but by his SCA name, and my mom told the friend that I was the queen (because she can't remember the name she gave me, let alone "Faizeh")...anyway, turns out one of my buddies here in Caid is the grandson on my my father's Best Man.


I went to a small high school. When I graduated, at that time, we had the largest graduating class at 125 people. My husband is from Placerville. I was looking through pix at my in-laws once, and saw my husband's brother-in-law wearing a sweatshirt from LA Baptist. Turns out HIS former brother-in-law was somebody I'd met as a child, because his whole family went to the same high school, and the family was friends with my parents.

I figured how the world was a small place when I kept bumping my skull on door frames and chandeliers/ceiling fans.

FYI: ceiling fans are NOT good for haircuts...