Thursday, October 25, 2018
Cars of beauty and art:
1956 Chevy customized
I am always amazed at how small and how large this world is. I spoke at Sherry’s graduation class and asked, “What are the odds? Two boys not kin, being born a hundred miles apart and become friends at the age of 10 in a town 80 miles from here; and then one family moves to another part of the state. Then 6 or 7 years later both boys’ families moving to the Belmont area. To top that they meet and marry girls in your class. The girls had never lived outside of Belmont; and only one boy attended your school for a year and a half.”
That happened to then my best friend VonDale and me. I married Sherry Harris and a little later He married Rose Adcock. Neither of us had kin or friends in the Belmont area growing up.
In the past few months I was contacted on FaceBook by a friend I was stationed aboard the USS Independence with many years ago. “Are you the Jack from OZ division on the Indy?” He was from Erie, Pennsylvania when I knew him. ‘Ski’ as he was called then was DS2 Malanowski. A computer repairman in the Intelligence Center.
He has lived in Deltona for many years. We bought here a couple years ago, amazing. He is coming over in the morning for coffee. I am looking forward to touching base and hearing about his life. He is now a Protodeacon in the Catholic Church. I did a little checking and saw a picture of Governor Scott giving him some kind of award,
Living in the same town with someone I knew in 1968-9 aboard ship. Of the 5,000 men aboard I probably knew 40. That is amazing to me.
Once, traveling out west we met a woman living in Tuscan, AZ. She asked where we were from and Sherry said, North Carolina. “I have a sister that lives in a little town in NC, you probably haven’t even heard of it, it is called North Belmont.” Not only is that Sherry’s home town, we knew her sister.
Coincidences, you have any?