It’s a Small, Small World
So I’m procrastinating on the wrapping and packing.
Thinking of my sister reminds me that I was talking to the people in the other half of our duplex. They were headed off to their oldest son’s wedding out east. It turns out that this kid - oops, I didn’t even know he was out of college yet - is in his second year at a small private law school in Vermont. The same school from which Karen graduated twenty years ago. What a coink-i-dinks!