I was searching people from my past, the way people do sometimes. Just names that came to mind.
I searched the family who lived (sort of) across the street from my grandfather... it was a family of four. We stole food from them on occasion, because we were starving, but aside from that, the mother liked me a lot; hired me to tutor her youngest son. This was the school secretary. I worked with her for three years, 3-4 hours a day. They pulled me from class to do this because I already knew the curriculum. She was always great to me.
I have a many stories about this, but one notable thing... the family name started with "Mach", pronounced, "mock". My father used to get up in the form, 5 am, and crow their name at the top of his lungs, "mocking" them?
Just so you see how weird this is.
Anyway, I looked up the sons, and found the older boy... he lives 15 minutes from me. wth!
Weirder, I don't think I will contact him.
I actually did contact him (or vice versa) some years ago - he was in AZ at the time. He was very interested in contacting my brother. Obsessed even.
Bottom line, I don't feel he is interested in me and I told him when I was in contact with him, to let his mother know how much I appreciated her kindness. Lots of stories, see? They are OLD now.
I just can't believe he lives so close. What are the odds?
When I signed up for a FB account within a few weeks a picture of a woman I worked with and enjoyed popped up. I contacted her and she lived 8 miles away from me although the city we knew each other from 15 years before is 200 miles away. We got together and he camaraderie was the same. She and her husband didn’t have dependable family close by and I had the time to assist with getting them to doctors appointments etc for the few years before they moved to assisted living near a daughter in another state. We spoke regularly until she passed. She was a lovely person and I was so glad to have her close for that time.
That's wild! I've tracked down many over the years out of curiosity -- distant relatives, neighbors, coworkers -- but I've never found any living that close by.
I did find the address of a great aunt back in 1907 -- a block down the street from an apartment I lived in 100 years later.
That's kind of eerie, as though your paths were meant to collide no matter what.
Similar to warped, I found through census records that my great grandfather lived one street away from me in Manhattan, 100 years before I was there (and I grew up several hours away).
I worked with the local news' weatherman when we were in high school half way across the country.
I ran into another friend from high school while I was sitting down to take a break in a very busy pier in Barcelona. We grew up in NY. I had no idea she was traveling and hadn't seen her in about 7 years.
There was a girl I used to see around campus in college who looked very familiar but I couldn't place her and was too shy to say anything. I (months, years?) later was looking at old photos from a high school trip to Europe. We paired with another school from San Diego for a portion of it. I recognized the girl in those pictures.
I have natal Uranus (r) in Sadge, first house conjunct my south node.
I did talk to him in a fairly significant way, years ago. He is (now) a retired Police Captain. He was in an state of existential angst, last we communicated. Wanted to retire.
Came across as a very decent person, but not someone who gets close to people... outsiders? But he was sure interested in my brother... who has NO interest. I did check this for him. My brother; immediate thumbs down. So I feel if I got in contact with him, it would be the same. It was like I'm a girl, or something. He has no connection to me.
He would never recognize me in a million years, but now that I know he's around, I'm pretty sure I'd recognize him. I mean, it's been decades, but he was distinctive looking.
Bottom line, he's an alpha male and I believe he's (long time) married. People move here, to not be bothered, to a certain extent. He retired to this area, which many do. I will keep an eye out for him though, and if I do see him, I will speak up, because I would consider it meant to be.
He was very friendly. He's just not becoming good friends with a woman... as a married man, it makes sense.
He was an angsty boy as well. Father was hard on him, easy on the younger brother. Watching him was like watching a good novel, live. I mean it; and I thought this, then. I was not surprised he was a cop. I watched him being groomed for it, lol.
His parents are both still alive.