On Wednesday, at a Club meeting, I had not one, but two chances to say “Hey, I know you…”
As I was walking into the meeting, I ran into Tracy who lived on Andersen Air Force Base at the same time we did. Tracy and I served as board members for the Andersen Spouses Club and, not only did the club give away a lot of money to Charities (both local and military), we also had a great time whenever we all got together.
Her husband went from Blue to Gold (from the Air Force into the Army) but when I left Guam, she didn’t know where they would be stationed after he completed the schooling required for the switch-over to the Army. She knew we were coming to Ft. Drum and they listed this post as one of their choices. Lo and behold, they got Ft. Drum and, whew, they are enjoying it. It helps that she loves to ski.
After I sat down for brunch, I felt a tap on my shoulder only to turn around and see Maria. I haven’t seen her since 2003 when we both lived in Germany. Such a small world and you just never know whose around the corner…
I knew both these women well and so it was easy to talk with them but, after years of moving and meeting countless numbers of people, it can be very disconcerting when someone comes up who remembers me but I can’t place them or remember their name. Very awkward. And unfortunately, as I get (gulp) older, there’s just too many names & faces crowding my brain. Wish I could run a defrag, put everything in order and free up some memory 😉