We are a thousand miles from home. Yesterday we went to lunch with our daughter C. Beth, her husband The Engineer, and our grandkids Chickie and Zoodle. They suggested "Sunday-after-church-lunch" at a burger joint which is a local hotspot.
Cathy, not one for burgers, went next door to Chipotle Mexican Grill for something she preferred and which she could carry out to eat with the rest of us at the burger joint. I gave my burger order to the The Engineer and accompanied Cathy (and Chickie, who is joined to Grammy at the hip). We picked up her order and, for some reason, a thought flashed through my mind.
You see, we have some old friends, former Yumans named David and Martha, who resettled to Oklahoma a few years ago. One of their daughters and her family live in the same city as C. Beth. I suddenly thought, "I wonder if we might see David and Martha here visiting their grandkids." This is a fairly large city, D & M live quite a distance away, and it was just a strange thought.
Until we walked into the burger joint to meet our family...