I just thought of something I could have added yesterday. Frequently when we travel and even in Tucson, someone looks at me and thinks they know me. I tell them I just have a generic face. Yesterday one of the women in the first tour told me she knew me. Turns out she lives in Tucson in the Sunnyside District. Her kids went to Los Ninos and Chaparral (where Cary and I worked). But neither of us recognized each other's names and maybe I convinced her that she didn't know me after all. But that is the closest anyone has come to possibly knowing me.
One time in Tucson my sister and I were in a thrift store when a woman was sure she knew me. She looked familiar to me, but after rattling off all of my group associations and comparing them with hers, we decided that we probably only knew each other from going to thrift stores!
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