Serendipity
Yesterday, I saw Frank Lowenthal playing at Mosswood, a very rare event. Maybe he was motivated by the free pizza.
Today, Micky B and I are playing in the Pleasanton sectional. Before the game I was chatting with Fred Barnes and Marilyn Vinnicombe when Frank came over and asked if I was playing at Mosswood next week.
Frank had managed to walk out of the club on Friday with someone elses coat, and wanted me to return it and try to locate his. As I took the errant jacket, Fred asked if there was a name in it. Sure enough, there it was, “Barnes”, big as life. So Frank and Fred traded coats, and the universe is back in balance.
This isn’t front page news by any stretch. I’m just always amazed, amused and pleasantly surprised by the small and large coincidences that affect our lives, and wanted to share this one.
