It's a small world after all...

In order to save time this morning, I decided that I would go to the warehouse sale by myself. As it turned out, I got some good summer reading material, since the next sale isn't until September 8th. I spent a little over an hour there and immediately headed up north afterwards.

I managed to get to the studio in time to see all but 30 minutes of the 2 1/2 hour Taekwando testing that V and M had this morning and was very impressed. M is one of the youngest students in the school of about 200. After the testing was finished and people were leaving, I got a chance to meet and speak with the owner of the studio, an 8th degree black belt, who first started learning Taekwando in 1959.

After lunch, my kids and I went to the playground at the local elementary school that AG and I attended in the 1970's. M and I played catch with both a tennis ball and a football, but not at the same time. V was playing on the swings nearby while M and I were throwing the balls around. Turns out she started playing with a 3 1/2 year old boy, whose parents were nearby and taking turns holding their 6 month old son.

When M and I were done we went over to where V was playing with the little boy. After M joined in the fun, which included a little football (soccer), I started talking to the woman. I asked her if they lived in Burlington and she said yes, for about four years, and that they lived on a certain street relatively close to the school. I told her that one of my best friends used to live on that street when we were growing up and told her the street number. She then said that they live in that very same house, which they bought from a couple who bought it from the previous longtime owners in 1999.

And the previous longtime owners of this very same house happen to be AG's parents.

Neat.