Just a short story this time. A story about a woman named Holly. I don't know her, but my friend's husband calls Holly, Holly house keeper.
Does she clean houses I wonder aloud...
No.
Seems she keeps houses in her divorces.
Nice.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Sunday, December 9, 2007
6 Degrees
In speaking with a friend the other night, the subject of Six Degrees came up. Now, in the sense that we were talking about, it was more of a euphemism. Not so much six degrees of separation, but rather six degrees of each other.
Regardless, the concept of six degrees of separation interests me, as does the concept that the world is the size of a closet. I maintain it's the size of a shoe box. Please allow me to share some stories, as I'm wont to do on this blog. I've titled this one 6 degrees, but I think it should have been called The Cosmic Shoebox. All further blogs on this topic will be thusly named.
Shoebox Number One:
Time & location: Revelation at the lockers in high school, in a commuter town called Newmarket, in Canada.
I want to say I was in grade 10.
My befri was dating this boy named Drew, who had recently transferred to our school from another in our town, and he was at her locker (I don't think he had his own, but I could be wrong). Suddenly, little cogs in my brain clicked into place. I turned to him and said, "You used to live in TO, right?(he'd mentioned that once)" he said, "Yeah, why?" I said, " Did you live in Downsview?" My pitch was going up and heart was beating a little faster as I waited for him to answer. "Yeah, Downsview... why?" "Because I'm pretty sure we went to grade one together!! Did you go to Shephard Public School?" He was laughing at that point and said, "I did! We went to school together?!" " Yeah, and you know what?! We went on a date! To the Dairy Queen! Your Mom took us!"
Then the bell rang, and I had to go to class.
Days later, I found my class picture. There I was in my orange dress with white apron that my Mom made. There was Drew in his blue suit and bow tie. He told his Mom, and she invited me over to show her the picture. Sure enough it matched the one she had, and she did remember taking us to the DQ.
Now what makes this story just that much more amazing is this: I was an army brat, so I moved a lot. We met in Downsview. After Downsview was Lahr, West Germany (yeah, it was that long ago...), then Ottawa, Canada, and THEN to Newmarket. And within those three towns there was about 6 different schools.
And there it is. The universal shoe store had led me to my locker, and he to his...
That was my first Cosmic meeting. There's been heaps more, but I think like most everything else, you never forget your first time!
Regardless, the concept of six degrees of separation interests me, as does the concept that the world is the size of a closet. I maintain it's the size of a shoe box. Please allow me to share some stories, as I'm wont to do on this blog. I've titled this one 6 degrees, but I think it should have been called The Cosmic Shoebox. All further blogs on this topic will be thusly named.
Shoebox Number One:
Time & location: Revelation at the lockers in high school, in a commuter town called Newmarket, in Canada.
I want to say I was in grade 10.
My befri was dating this boy named Drew, who had recently transferred to our school from another in our town, and he was at her locker (I don't think he had his own, but I could be wrong). Suddenly, little cogs in my brain clicked into place. I turned to him and said, "You used to live in TO, right?(he'd mentioned that once)" he said, "Yeah, why?" I said, " Did you live in Downsview?" My pitch was going up and heart was beating a little faster as I waited for him to answer. "Yeah, Downsview... why?" "Because I'm pretty sure we went to grade one together!! Did you go to Shephard Public School?" He was laughing at that point and said, "I did! We went to school together?!" " Yeah, and you know what?! We went on a date! To the Dairy Queen! Your Mom took us!"
Then the bell rang, and I had to go to class.
Days later, I found my class picture. There I was in my orange dress with white apron that my Mom made. There was Drew in his blue suit and bow tie. He told his Mom, and she invited me over to show her the picture. Sure enough it matched the one she had, and she did remember taking us to the DQ.
Now what makes this story just that much more amazing is this: I was an army brat, so I moved a lot. We met in Downsview. After Downsview was Lahr, West Germany (yeah, it was that long ago...), then Ottawa, Canada, and THEN to Newmarket. And within those three towns there was about 6 different schools.
And there it is. The universal shoe store had led me to my locker, and he to his...
That was my first Cosmic meeting. There's been heaps more, but I think like most everything else, you never forget your first time!
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