gorgon wrote:
This whole thing arose from a beer discussion about odds of running
into your next door neighbor on a vacation to .....say Tokyo or such.

I ran into one of my dad's old squadron buddies on vacation in Florida one day. We were
sitting at the gate, and I kept thinking, "man, that guy looks familiar!"

Another time, he ran into a guy he'd sailed on the destroyer with (almost 15 years before)
at one of my little-league games.