June 13, 2005 at 3:21 PM

It's a very small world, especially here in Vermont.

So, I was playing a contradance on Saturday evening up in the middle of nowhere (near my house, that is). Suddenly the guy at the head of the set turns to me and asks, "Are you Patty?" I nodded; at first I figured he'd seen something about the band. Then it dawned on me that I knew him -- and that I hadn't seen him in years. We exchanged the quick, "What are *you* doing here?", to which both of us then answered, "I live here!"

So, this guy that I went to high school with down in New York state (and haven't seen in 15 years) turns up in Rupert, Vermont at a contra dance (neither of us did any folk dancing in school). There's weirder things in the world, but I'm just amazed.

So, here's to getting back in touch with old friends!

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