About 7 years ago, I discovered the Oregon Coast for the first time, and a few months later my life (wife) and I returned for her to see for herself. We stopped in a small coffee house in Old Town and we chatted with the proprietor. Some how it came out where we were from and my occupation (but not specifically for whom I worked). She asked if I knew Lloyd O'C. and I politely brushed her off to another subject.
But that name did sound familiar and months later I realized that I worked with a kid by that name in the late 70's. I lost touch with him because he left the job rather suddenly, and I soon forgot all about him.
Well, the other evening we went to the local casino, and were at the Welcome Booth to redeem some freebee coupons, when that clerk asked me if I knew her husband, Lloyd. She said that she recognized my name from the stories he had told her years ago. So, after exchanging a few e-mails, we met for breakfast today.
Seems he was visiting the coast about the time we first began coming here, and had a cup of coffee at that same place in Old Town. He too had a casual conversation there, and that lady must have remembered him when I came in.
Who would ever think? Some thirty years later..... In a small town so far away.... Friendly people.... A casual conversation with a stranger who actually heard what you said....And a chance to visit a friend from the past....
I think that is incredible, although I did get hooked for the edibles.
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