So today I thought that I would just check and see who had stopped by....someone from Bristol, VA took a gander.
I think that this just so interesting....I went to college (2 years) in Bristol. I attended Virginia Intermont College.
At that time....1973-1975 it was completely female...well, we did have a few male students but they were what we called "Day Students". In other words they did not live on campus and they were only here during the day...unless they happened to be dating someone and then you'd see them on campus other times.
I just find that so interesting that of all the places in the country...let alone the world....someone from a small town where I went to college....read my blog.
Here's something else that I find really interesting....Story time...Story time.
When my hubby and I married, we bought a sweet little older home in a tiny little town way outside of Austin, TX. We then proceeded to buy another piece of property that we would eventually build our "dream" home on and move there.
As time wore on...about 3 years....my husband decided that he really did not care for the piece of property that we bought...it wasn't right....it just didn't look like the place that we should be...so we should sell it and begin the search for another tract of land. So that is what we did. We put our land up for sale and began to look for another piece of property.
Our land sold fairly quickly but finding our next piece of land took a bit longer. But we finally found it and after some fairly interesting negotiations we were able to purchase it.
I distinctly remember the first time that we drove by this particular piece of property because next door to us...out on the road....was a mailbox with the name "Blanck" on it and a soccer ball. I had gone to school with a Mike Blanck who played soccer and I thought that it was just interesting.
Now you have to remember that my father was in the Air Force and I attended High School in England. Small country and even smaller school...I think there were 75 students in my graduating class. So to see the name, spelled the same way and to see the soccer ball was just too interesting to me. After all...here we were on a small Farm to Market Road....about to look at a piece of property that we would like to buy and eventually build on and there's someone who would live "next" door to us that shared the same name as a classmate and apparently had the same passion for a game that's played more overseas than here. Interesting....
So fast forward to about 6 months after we have bought the land. We've been clearing brush and I have been hunting over here but we've yet to meet the "neighbors".
I am home eating lunch after getting the mail and I sit down to read the local newspaper. On the front page is a story about a man...a profile if you will.
The story goes on about what a great guy he is and how much his customers missed him when he was sick. I'm sorta just half reading this until I get to the end of the story where it tells where he lives...and I read the headline....Mike Blanck...and then I re-read the story and I start to make some connections...hmmmm....so I look at the picture again and think to myself could this be my classmate? I mean...really.....could this in fact be someone that I went to High School with?
So I take out the phonebook and I look them up and with trembling fingers I dial the telephone number. Long story short....it is in fact my classmate and we are in fact..."neighbors".
Isn't that interesting? I certainly think that it is.
So here's a shout out to the person who read this from Bristol. Thanks for stopping by and I loved the two years spent in your town. I met people there that I have been friends with to this very day.
And I guess it's just all about the connections.....
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