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Jan. 16th, 2014 07:42 pmThere are, what?, 20 million people living in the Greater New York Metropolitan Area?
Counting everybody, conceivably, who I know, knew, am or was friends with? Maybe the number hits 2,000. More , it's closer to 1K either side. Some know each other. Most don't.
Of those 1-2,000, I maintain Facebook contacts with perhaps 100. One of them is a musician who I met here, but who lives there. I've been to to of her performances in Western New York. Let's call her D. She posted yesterday that she'd just visited a school in northern New Jersey prior to doing a church concert in nearby Newark.
There are dozens, hundreds, more? schools based in the Tri State Area. If I fell to counting sheep on an insomniac night I might be able to count a hundred or so of them that I know (of). Yet I recognized this school's name- distinctive, small, and where another friend of mine (also connected from people local to WNY) teaches. She will go by J. She is also a musician in her own right, who also performs regularly in sacred music settings.
I emailed J, to see if, by chance, she'd had a chance to meet D when she was at J's school yesterday. Not only did she, but J's students participated in the concerts that D put on, both at her school and at the Newark church.
This kind of thing happens to me all the time here in the B-lo and over in Rochester, but when it carries over to two of the largest cities on this continent (as this did today and a similar experience did last month), my mind just rather explodes.
But in a good way:)
Counting everybody, conceivably, who I know, knew, am or was friends with? Maybe the number hits 2,000. More , it's closer to 1K either side. Some know each other. Most don't.
Of those 1-2,000, I maintain Facebook contacts with perhaps 100. One of them is a musician who I met here, but who lives there. I've been to to of her performances in Western New York. Let's call her D. She posted yesterday that she'd just visited a school in northern New Jersey prior to doing a church concert in nearby Newark.
There are dozens, hundreds, more? schools based in the Tri State Area. If I fell to counting sheep on an insomniac night I might be able to count a hundred or so of them that I know (of). Yet I recognized this school's name- distinctive, small, and where another friend of mine (also connected from people local to WNY) teaches. She will go by J. She is also a musician in her own right, who also performs regularly in sacred music settings.
I emailed J, to see if, by chance, she'd had a chance to meet D when she was at J's school yesterday. Not only did she, but J's students participated in the concerts that D put on, both at her school and at the Newark church.
This kind of thing happens to me all the time here in the B-lo and over in Rochester, but when it carries over to two of the largest cities on this continent (as this did today and a similar experience did last month), my mind just rather explodes.
But in a good way:)