I love reading an article like this!!! With all the "coincidences" that happened of people running into one another with only a minisule degreee of separation, it just shows me what I constantly believe: that although everybody considers New York this giant city, it is actually incredibly provincial, and either you will always run into somebody you know, or somebody who knows somebody you know.
Years ago, my mother was at a singles dance at the ballroom at the Hotel McAlpin (now, called Herald Towers, a residential condominium building on Herald Square, along Broadway between 33rd and 34th Streets) and she was dancing with this tall, thin guy. She asked where he was from, and he said he was from Lancaster, Pennsylvania, and she told him that she had "people there", and they kept talking and dancing, and it turned out she was dancing with her cousin!!! Good thing she didn't sleep with him (I think!!!)
Mark,
I love reading an article like this!!! With all the "coincidences" that happened of people running into one another with only a minisule degreee of separation, it just shows me what I constantly believe: that although everybody considers New York this giant city, it is actually incredibly provincial, and either you will always run into somebody you know, or somebody who knows somebody you know.
Years ago, my mother was at a singles dance at the ballroom at the Hotel McAlpin (now, called Herald Towers, a residential condominium building on Herald Square, along Broadway between 33rd and 34th Streets) and she was dancing with this tall, thin guy. She asked where he was from, and he said he was from Lancaster, Pennsylvania, and she told him that she had "people there", and they kept talking and dancing, and it turned out she was dancing with her cousin!!! Good thing she didn't sleep with him (I think!!!)
Another great article, Mark!!!
Glenn