- Dec 12, 2009
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What is the strangest coincidence that has ever happened to you? Please post it here.
Here is mine:
A few years ago while living in St. Charles, MO. I talked one of my CB buddies into coming over so we could walk to Burger King as it was a nice evening, (and my car was broke down)
While we were walking he started asking me questions about my background in the Military Police.
I began to regale him with stories about some of the crazy things we used to get away with, in particular, a partner I had, (George was his name-o) who was as crazy as you could imagine and lived in Indianapolis.
I told my friend several stories about myself and my Army buddy and the exploits that would have gotten us thrown out of the military if they were to happen in this day and age. We were stationed at a base in West Texas.
As we were 'enjoying' our Whopper meals, a white van pulled into the parking lot, two fellas got out and walked toward the eatery. One of the guys had a distinct and recognizable gait. "No way", I said to myself...
When they entered the 'raunt, I could plainly see that it was my old buddy George!!!
Seems he and the other guy were returning to Indy from a job they had finished and decided to stop in Missouri to grab a meal.
I hollered at George, we exchanged hugs and handshakes, then I invited them to sit with us so we could catch up.
It had been about ten years or more since I had last saw him.
Good times!
Here is mine:
A few years ago while living in St. Charles, MO. I talked one of my CB buddies into coming over so we could walk to Burger King as it was a nice evening, (and my car was broke down)
While we were walking he started asking me questions about my background in the Military Police.
I began to regale him with stories about some of the crazy things we used to get away with, in particular, a partner I had, (George was his name-o) who was as crazy as you could imagine and lived in Indianapolis.
I told my friend several stories about myself and my Army buddy and the exploits that would have gotten us thrown out of the military if they were to happen in this day and age. We were stationed at a base in West Texas.
As we were 'enjoying' our Whopper meals, a white van pulled into the parking lot, two fellas got out and walked toward the eatery. One of the guys had a distinct and recognizable gait. "No way", I said to myself...
When they entered the 'raunt, I could plainly see that it was my old buddy George!!!
Seems he and the other guy were returning to Indy from a job they had finished and decided to stop in Missouri to grab a meal.
I hollered at George, we exchanged hugs and handshakes, then I invited them to sit with us so we could catch up.
It had been about ten years or more since I had last saw him.
Good times!