Random Coincidences

I just had the most random coicidence happen just a few feet in front of our house.

Dick and I were walking home from having dinner out and as we were just a couple of houses away from our home, we walked past a couple of guys. After we passed, I heard one of them say, "Trina?"

I turned around, but the sun was setting, so I couldn't quite see his face. He kept walking towards me, and said, "It's Teddy".

OMG! Teddy Chagoya!

You have to understand: I've known Teddy since 1985. We marched together in Sparks - the first color guard I ever marched in. Here's a picture of the Sparks Color Guard (in all our glory) at Nationals in 1996 and 1997. Teddy is the one with the big, new wave haircut. I actually see Teddy at least once a year now, because he organizes the ROTC (Righteously Outrageous Twirling Corps) of San Francisco for the Pride Parade each year. They rehearse at the park right by our house, and I usually go to check it out, and visit old friends.

So, that was cool to bump into Teddy on the street...

But wait! There's more!

I turned to introduce myself to his friend, who shook my hand, and said his name was Mark. I asked if he was in color guard, too, and he said yes. Next I asked where he'd marched. He replied: I was in James Logan High School in 1993-94.

For the record, that's the High School that I taught at from 1993-1995.

I looked at him, and thought and thought, and told him that's when I taught there, but I couldn't place the name or face.

He said he was in the rifle line for one year, and that he quit because Mykail was so mean to him.

And that's when it struck me:

"OH! You were that kid!

It all came back to me: he was the white boy in the rifle line (there were only 2 of them, out of 10-15 boys). And I specifically remember that he used to drive Mykail crazy!

Who'd of thought that I'd meet up with this kid again - more than 10 years later.

I came home, and immediately left a phone message for Mykail. He's going to crack up.

It's a small, small world.