"What is it that you cannot bump into friends that you would love to talk to... but you always bump into someone you are trying to avoid!"
Today on a Facebook message, written by the first person I met when we moved from North Burnaby to North Vancouver in 1979. Stephanie is her name as well, I haven't seen her since a reuinion back three years ago and before that it was probably 1986. Turns out she is living three blocks away from me. The irony of life.
Photo from Lars van de Goor's photostream on Flickr