A Small World

I have a hard time deciding after my trip if it’s a big world or a small world. There are stories of both. This would be one of those “it’s a small world” stories.

A couple years before there the Hometown Invasion Tour existed I was the photography editor at the Red Cedar Log yearbook for MSU. It’s the largest yearbook in the nation with 21,000 copies printed. I had a staff of about a dozen photographers. One of which was Terry, also a guy I skateboarded with around campus on a few occasions.

As you may have read I stayed in Charleston to represent South Carolina on my trip. My host was Mark, a pretty enthusiastic guy who’s just a few years older than me.

Terry found his way to Charleston a few weeks ago to visit his sister, who works at a bar in town. Turns out it happened to be a bar that Mark frequented as well.

Ironically enough, they ran into each other. This is surprising. However, to my knowledge people I know could have ran into my hosts on numerous occasions without knowing it. Because the odds that they would actually have a conversation that brought me into the picture to discover they each know me is incredible.

For whatever reason the two of them randomly started talking, and they got onto the topic of road trips. Mark spoke up and said, “Oh, I had this guy stay with me who was on a 50-state tour sponsored by Jeep.”

And that’s the moment I wish I could have seen their faces, as Terry realized it was me, his former skateboarding buddy and photographer editor.

Really, a story like that was bound to happen sooner or later. After the trip I know a lot of people in a lot of places, and after all, it’s a small world out there!