What are the odds?-September 19, 2011

We decided to spend today, a windy day, browsing through the little town of Dillon. Our first stop was at the University of Montana Western art museum. There was no receptionist to greet us, so we started walking toward the only open door we could see. There was a huge construction job going on. When a guy who is very near our ages came out of that location we thought he was a worker. He was not. But he just started talking to us and before we realized it, he said he was from Orange Beach. His sister in law still lives in Foley. He is one of those people who has actually been to both the old LuLu's and the newer location. He has eaten LA caviar. I ask you what are the odds we would encounter this guy in a small town in Montana and on a college campus to boot? He owned a tackle shop on the coast. Now he is a fly fisherman guide in the summer and a college student in the winter. He said there's not much else to do in the winter, so he and his wife both go to the University. We had such a great conversation. We never asked his name. That seems to be the way things are best handled. After he gave us a tour of the art museum we each went our separate ways. We went to several places down town and just browsed. The shops here are so different from what we are used to that we enjoy just looking. Besides it's good exercise. The rain that was predicted did not materialize today, but the cold air appears to be moving in. We will only stay a couple more days unless the heat returns.