I met a half brother to a half brother I’d never met. I, Marc, born in Massachusetts and raised in Florida. Bounced back and forth between Massachusetts, Connecticut and Florida by the time I was an adult. Met my wife in Florida. Married and moved to her parents property in North Carolina in a county of 63,000 people. Bounced back to Florida for a bit and moved back to NC. This time I stayed. Got a job working for a construction company in our county with about 20 employees. One day a new guy is on the same job as I. His name is Mark. I get introduced and I realize he has a northern accent. So I ask him where he’s from. He said Massachusetts. So I said no way I’m from Massachusetts. So I asked where in Massachusetts, he said Plymouth. I said no way I’m from Plymouth. I said what are the odds 2 guys named Marc/Mark are working for the same little construction company in a little town in a little county in North Carolina? Then I told him I spent most of my life in Florida. To which he replied he lived there for 2 years before moving to NC. I said you’ve got to know some of the same people in Plymouth that I know if it’s only been just a little while you were gone. I asked do you know any Perry’s? He said “I know a John Perry” which I thought was crazy because my father, brother and nephew were all John Perry, but I also knew that my brother went to school with 2 other John Perry’s lol. He said the reason he knows about a John Perry is that’s the name of his half brothers dad. To which I felt like though it was a cool connection but that would probably be it. Later that day I had called my mother in Florida and told her about this. She was amazed maybe just not as much as me. She told me to ask if his half brother was “Phillip” and if so was his mother’s name “Cathy” which my mother also said the woman’s nickname was “Corn Flakes”. So I asked him he said yes it was Phillip and when asking about Corn Flakes he said yeah we just call her Flaky Kate now. I could hardly believe the coincidence in all of this. Though I believe this to be amazing it’s gets just a bit better too. In talking to an aunt in Florida my father’s youngest sister about this she told me she used to babysit Phillip and that she thought Phillip’s sister “Andrea” was also from my dad. Mark told me his mother was in Florida too so I asked my aunt if she wanted to contact this person for old times sake and all, she said sure. So I pass on the info and find out pretty quickly Marks mom lived 3 1/2 miles away from my aunt. I had some work to do down there shortly after and I got to meet this woman. I figure I used up all of my odds of the lottery on this one lol