When I visited the UT campus in the summer of '91 for my freshman orientation, an unusual thing happened. In the same orientation group that I was part of, there was another freshman who shared my last name.
Now, I don't have what you'd call a fairly common last name--I'm not a Smith or a Jones, for example. So meeting another family with the same last name was pretty interesting and noteworthy for me. We did chat, trying to figure out if we were distantly related and I honestly don't recall if we discerned if we were or not.
After orientation, I never really saw the girl who shared my last name much around campus. But as any of you know who attended UT, it is a pretty big campus.
I was reminded of that experience last week while sitting in the hosptial waiting room with my mother. She'd brought the paper up to read while we were waiting for the surgeons to complete surgery on my dad. (It went great and he is in the process of recovering, in case you were wondering. It wasn't a life-threatening surgery.)
"There was something interesting in the Smyrna section," she told me. She opened the weekly Smyrna A.M. section and told me to read the caption under the picture.
Looking down, I saw the caption on the photo about a
local teacher who shares our last name.I'm not sure if I am distantly related to the woman described in the article. But I did find it particularily interesting to find someone who shared our last name in such a close geographic vicinity.
Sometimes it's fun for life to surprise you in an interesting way...
posted by Michael Hickerson at 4/18/2007 08:10:00 PM |
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