Imagine one year in fifty. 6 billion people.
The odds of bumping into someone. Someone who lived in the same place at the same time. Without knowing it.
So, here’s the story.
I’m sitting at our Lenten Lunch today. We are eating sandwiches and consuming soup. One of the lady pastors at the United Church is next to me. I ask her church background.
In the midst of the telling she mentions Unionville, Ontario. The only place she ever attended an Alliance church. My interest is piqued. I lived in Unionville. From 1968-1969.
Same years as Chris (Wallace) Ewing. She repeated the years. Yes, they were the same. And the church was the same.
We both took the names of our parents. I phoned mine tonight. Mom said the name may be familiar.
Now, wouldn’t that be unusual. Both of us pastors in the same town! With a chance meeting 40 years ago!!