In the last few decades, there has been much talk about “Six Degrees of Separation,” which is the idea that any person in the world can be introduced to any other person in the world, by being introduced through our networks of friends. Statisticians have demonstrated that anyone in the US can be introduced to almost anyone else in the US by going through only two or three friends. But as often as we hear such things, it is still amazing when it happens “in real life.”
This week I received a private message on Facebook from a woman I never met. And that was the beginning (or possibly the end) of an unusual series of connections through my life and through social media. To understand the connections that led to this message, let me go back in time to high school.
After my eighth grade year, my parents moved to the south side of Akron, Ohio. At our new church I met Keith and Jamie Weaver, who would, within the next few years, depart for Kenya, East Africa as missionaries through Africa Inland Missionwhere they would serve for twenty five years. After I graduated from college and began working in Cleveland, I was back at that same church and reconnected with Keith and Jamie during their occasional visits home.
When the time came for them to consider a return to the states, our church realized that no one (other than their children) had ever had the opportunity to visit them in Kenya. Two women, Sandi, and my wife, Patti, volunteered and along with our missions committee, we decided that we would raise the funds to send them.
While Patti and Sandi were in Kenya visiting Keith and Jamie, they met Steve and Nancy Peifer. Nancy was the librarian at Rift Valley Academy; Steve was the guidance counselor and also ran a feeding program at local Kenyan schools (Kenya Kids Can).
With that as background, we return to the funeral preparations for my father. As soon as it was available, I posted his obituary on my Facebook page and many friends, including Steve Peifer, posted their condolences.
The next day I had a private message. The woman who sent that message acknowledged that we had never met. She had seen my name pop up when Steve had written on the link to my father’s obituary and it had seemed familiar. She followed the link, read the obituary, realized who my father was, printed it, and showed it to her parents.
What we discovered was that our fathers had sung together in college, he had been the best man in my parent’s wedding and my father had been the best man in theirs. Our parents had exchanged letters and cards, but over the years had lost touch with one another. She sent me a current photo of her parents to give to my mother, and I sent a current address so that they could send their condolences and reconnect. My Mom was a little stunned when I handed her the photo and explained who it was.
I know that we live in a connected world, but it was still exciting to see old friends reconnect because of two children on the Internet, two missionaries to Africa, an obituary, and social media.
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