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Who would have thought that I'd encounter a kid that I had a very brief interaction with a half a dozen years or more ago, on the very same spot again? I was near to falling off the tree limb. The little kid is now a teenager, and still remembers the encounter, and bought a pocket knife because of it. It really makes me wonder if we're all just pawns on a big chess board that the guy upstairs moves around to suit his own purpose?
That old classic movie "It's a Wonderful Life" is far more true than many realize. It explains what I tried to say alot better than I can put into words...
