SMALL WORLD ILLUSTRATED
Breakfast. Restaurant. L’viv.
American voices. One Irish voice.
I recognize it.
I watch. Uncanny resemblance?
I search for recent photo. Can’t find one.
Wait for opportunity, approach, say “excuse me…”
And he immediately recognizes me and stands.
He worked for me in the early 90’s.
He has spent ten years in Australia.
He works in Singapore.
His wife’s sister lives in Kiev.
They’re here for the holidays.
We caught up. Beautiful man.
Love him. Good wife.
Nice families.
Some disproportionate number of tech people in Seattle have worked for me or know me. So I suppose it shouldn’t be a surprise. But it is. And then others touch you somehow, and you just love them for who they are.
Source date (UTC): 2015-12-27 03:15:00 UTC
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