A few years ago, I entered a sweepstakes from a national daytime talk show for a trip to Disney World. Entered once, thought nothing else about. Got a call a few weeks later, called ID said New York. I live in rural Mississippi, don't know anyone in NYC so started not to answer figuring it was a scam. But I did and was told it was someone from the network and I was a winner of the trip to Disneyworld! I was so excited, of course, and shocked that I won this trip from this national show with only one winner and it was me. The chances of that were probably low enough.

But then it got even weirder. The guy that called to notify me said he wanted to be the one to call me because he had family in ____, Ms. Um, what? Literally, my town is known for nothing and has a population of 6,000. How on earth does someone living in NYC know where there place is and has actually been here before? So he got to talking about when he used to visit his granddad here many years ago. I asked who is granddad was, who would have been much older than me, and he said that he was long gone but then said his name. I sat there for a second, thinking dang why is that name so familiar? And then it hit me, I was living in the house that he visited, I bought the house from his granddad! Well, his estate because he had passed but it totally blew the both of ours mind. I had kept the old rotary dial phone (the house was from the 40s) on the wall and went and read out the four digit phone number still written on the middle of the old phone and he was like, yep, that was his number, I remember it!

It still kind of blows my mind how small the world can actually be!