It's a Small World After All

Why is it that we have to travel around the world to meet someone that we practically grew up with? Last week I met a father and son from our church. His wife is from the town beside the one I grew up in. They travel back home every year. What? Imagine that! It's very uncommon to even know of the place I grew up in. And this weekend while camping at Okuma, a guy commented on Charlie's N. Carolina shirt. His wife is from the next town over from where we grew up. Whoa, two in one week. That's crazy talk.