I got a message on Friday while I was at work and another Saturday afternoon after I got home from bowling with IdaLena. Both were a surprise considering who they were from. George, with whom I message regularly, sent one about a missing Grateful Dead show that suddenly had a reward attached to its discovery. Not so strange that it came from George, but the subject was strange. The call came from Wendy’s uncle, John, regarding the same subject. That was strange in that I don’t think I’ve ever had him call me in the last 25 years of knowing him. He’s cool. We like a lot of the same music, but we aren’t really on speed dial with each other.
