“They” (I’m still trying to find out who the “they” are) say that, “It’s a small world”, and even Disney says, “It’s A Small World After All…”. I’ve certainly had examples of this during my life as well. In this brief anecdote, I shall offer a few examples of this very thing.  Today’s modern equivalent of the afore-mentioned subject is Kevin Bacon’s “6 Degrees of Separation”, which avers that you can trace a person or thing, including yourself, VIA a 6 person list. Purportedly, this theory infers that you are only 6 people away from finding anyone or anything in the world. Ergo, if you want to locate your long lost service buddy, etc., you start by asking someone else; they in turn will suggest someone they know germane to the subject. The process averages 6 people “down the line” and presto! you locate the particular person or thing you are looking for. (Hmmm, I wonder if EBay has rendered this whole phenomenon obsolete???). Be that as it may, the previous equivalent of this modern-day, “6 Degrees of Separation” is when we were kids in the 50’s and 60’s and wanted to buy the infamous “50 Dollar World War II Army Surplus Jeep Still Packed In Cosmoline”. There was always “A guy who knew a guy whose brother-in-law’s cousin, worked for a guy’s neighbor who had a buddy who knew where to get the “Cheap Jeep”. I’ve always wanted a Jeep ever since I was a small kid, and later on when I drove the gray Navy “duty Jeep” to deliver radio dispatches, I really wanted one more than ever. I finally got one just a few years ago and really loved it! Anyway, it never occurred to me when I was a kid, that if it was that easy to contact the “right” person with all the above-listed connections, then I should have seen countless “50 Dollar World War II Army Surplus Jeeps with Cosmoline stains” all over the roads. I never did, however. Apparently, I was not the only one who never took the initiative to find “that guy” either! Another variation of the “small world theory” is that you run into someone from your local area you know while a great distance from home. For example, say you are on vacation in Zambia, Africa. You check into the local “Holiday Inn Hut” and low and behold you run into your neighbor who just happened to plan his vacation at the same place and the same time too! One of my most infamous instances, and one that really irks my brother Tim to this day is the following which occurred several years ago: When I was in the Navy, I was assigned temporary duty aboard the Guided Missile Destroyer, USS Tattnall DDG-19 which happened to be at Rota Spain. I reported aboard to ride it back to its homeport at Mayport, Florida and to practice my important job that the Navy deemed essential to the ship’s successful military mission. Gee, I wish I could tell you what my specialty was, but then I’d have to kill both you and myself since I had a Top Secret clearance in those days and I’m sworn to secrecy for life. (Not to worry, though, if I ever do mistakenly let it slip out, I’m getting so brain dead lately, I’d probably do it in the wrong order and kill myself first!) About an hour or so after I’d reported aboard and was “nosing” around the ship, I sauntered aft to the fantail and noticed a sailor fishing for Croaker (an interesting sidelight, he caught a small Lemon Shark and caused quite a stir on deck!). When he turned toward me, I noticed his last name on his shirt was “Ferber”. I said, “Hey, I know some Ferbers back home in Ohio”! Upon hearing that, and noticing my name on my shirt, he said, “Yeah, I know who you are, I’m your neighbor!” In fact his place abuts the corner of our woods! I knew his parents, but not him since he was much younger than I was! Tim says he was in the Navy over 28 years and never ran into anyone he knew from before, and here I was on temporary duty aboard a ship in Spain and ran into my neighbor! Alas, isn’t life interesting at times!!!!