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dcnovice -> RE: Coincidence?!!? (2/7/2014 2:36:20 PM)
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Four stories come to mind.
(a) When Mom gave birth to her first child, she and her hospital roommate got along swimmingly and promised to keep in touch. Well, life with newborns intervened. Two years later, Mom returned to deliver her second child. Guess who her roommate was? They still exchange Christmas cards.
(b) There's an Episcopal monastery on the Hudson where I like to recharge my spirit when I can. Last time I was there, I was sitting quietly in the lounge, doing my needlepoint. In walked my college roommate! Apparently I'd told him about the place (but not this specific visit) and then forgotten.
(c) One night at Dignity (the GLBT Catholic group I attended for a while) a guest presenter talked about some worthy charity. Her name and face were oddly familiar. I introduced myself afterwards, and it turned out we'd both spent our childhood summers at the same beach club (where our folks are still members).
(d) Checking out of a hotel in New Zealand, I asked if the press kit I was awaiting had arrived. "Oh yes," the clerk said enthusiastically, handing me a large artist's portfolio. I was pretty sure it wasn't mine, but she was insistent, so it came home with me. It contained a handful of mediocre drawings. I figured I'd throw it out, but procrastinated. Good thing. A month or so later, my office phone rang, and a strange voice said, "This will sounds very odd, but were you a guest at the Millennium Hotel in Queenstown, NZ?" I said yes. He asked, "Is there any chance they gave you my portfolio?" We got to chatting and discovered we'd both grown on on Long Island. And his dad had been the president of my mom's union.
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