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I think we’re famous. Not like Michael Jordan, Tiger Woods or Arnold Schwarzenegger famous. (I had to look that one up…) But, we are famous.

I don’t mean that to sound as arrogant or self-proclaimed as it does. What I have noticed, though, is that quite frequently in many places around the country, there are people we do not know who know us. And often we will hear from friends of ours that they met someone who knows of us or some strange connection like that. It’s kinda like that Kevin Bacon thing…

It’s rather strange, actually. And today, for the first time, I think I noticed that I was kinda getting used to it. And I didn’t really like that. One lady knew us in a grocery store, and I kind of treated her (in hind-sight) like she was supposed to know me, and I was not supposed to know her. And I wasn’t even trying to get to know who she was. Then there was a lady in the bank – same deal. She knew me. Even knew of our recent trip. Asked about it. I could not place her at all. I did try a little bit more this time though.

It is just odd that so many people have the opportunity to familiarize themselves with my face, my name, my life… and at some level they expect that I have that same familiarity with theirs. I wish that I could. But that is becoming more and more impossible. I am not sure how really famous people do it. I guess I might find out.

Till then, if you see me out and about, come on up and say hello, and unless we have had some relationship before, just tell me your name! 🙂 I’ll be glad to chat and get to know ya! 🙂