An old friend

I bumped into an old friend, Sean Hall, today.
I met Sean in 1990 in Denver, Colorado.
We were both on the YWAM base in Lakeside, Montana in 1994-1997.
I haven't seen him in over a year.

Strange! I wouldn't have expected to see him at the coffee shop today.
It seems that at every turn, I see someone I know.
It's nice to be in a small town community where most everyone knows someone who knows someone who knows someone.