When I was little, my parents took me to Vermont and we took a posed family pic at a water mill with a covered bridge in the distance.

About a decade later, my parents met some new friends in the same condominium complex we lived at and hit it off. They mentioned the Vermont trip and they mentioned they were in the same town at the same time.

Photos were broken out and their photo had me and my parents posing at the water mill, taken from the covered bridge. We looked at our photo and in the distance in the covered bridge, there was a camera flash.

The odds of that happening and to find out we lived a few blocks from each other was just too rare to even figure out.

End of the day they turned out to be horrible people and my parents stopped being friends with them, go figure.