June 14, 2020. Madison, Mississippi. Small World.

My friend Eleanor is a quilter. The quilt on my bed in Nova Scotia was made for us. She also makes beautiful embroidery work. Her real job was working as a real estate agent. But she only worked in order to be able to travel. Travel she did. And she enjoyed every minute of her traveling. She visited Nova Scotia several times and loved it. Since the lockdown, Eleanors quilting groups have met on line using Zoom. This week the group was getting together but only one other lady signed in. They talked quilting. Eleanor just completed a beautiful quilt that looks like a stained glass window in a church. But soon the conversation turned to discuss travel. Eleanor was asked what was her favorite place in the world. Eleanor responded that she loved Nova Scotia, because her friend Ruth lives there in the summer and it is beautiful. Eleanor had never met this young lady. The only thing she knew about her was that she was a quilter and she was young. The young lady then asked this question: "Would that be Ruth Dickie?". Eleanor almost fell out of her chair. Eleanor was so excited. It turns out that her father is Billy Gibson, whose family I knew from childhood. It is a Salvation Army connection. Once, when the young lady was spending time in DC, I met with her and talked about a rental. My friend Suzanne R. actually showed her rentals and gave her advice. But she remembered that I was leaving for Nova Scotia for the summer. Eleanor gave the young lady my e mail and my blog address but so far I have had no response from the Gibson Family. And it was great fun for Eleanor. She was supposed to spend time this summer in the Guest House in July but as the border is still closed that will not happened. But indeed, it is a small world.