One of my friends from Houston bought a lovely mink coat in Dallas. Fifteen years later, she and her husband were visiting Park City, Utah. A man approached her in a store and asked if she'd purchased her coat from a store that he named in Dallas. When she quizzically affirmed that she had, he proceeded to tell her that he remembered making the coat in New York.
Though time and distance intervene, I'm continually amazed at how very connected we all are.
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