Had a wonderful talk with David last night on the phone. (If only he were in the Bay Area....) Anyway, we have known for some time that we went to the same college at the same time-- Rutgers U. in New Jersey. I was a grad student at the time and was only there for a one-year stint. He was, at the time, was beginning his four-year stint. We had realized over time that we were both hanging around the gay student group. But last night, we came up with conclusive proof that we were actually at the very same event. There was a coffee house night (poetry reading, singing, speeches) put on by the gay student group and we both recalled that we were there. Now this was a small room-- probably around 50 people, so we had to have seen and noticed each other. How bizarre to think that years later we would know each other through other means, and yet somewhere in time we knew each other as well. And get this: David took photos of said event! So as he goes back through his archives of negatives to scout out a possible picture of me, I look forward to him sending me a picture of himself at that time to click a possible connection in my mind. How small is the world.