About 40 years ago, an event took place that was either the hand of God or the most wonderful coincidence - my sister went to college. Well, it wasn't exactly her going to college that was such a wonderful coincidence but rather the assignment of her dorm.
Revabeth's three older brothers (including me) had all lived at home while attending college because it was only a 10 mile commute and living on campus was expensive. We were all just a little envious of the extra expense being paid for this extravagence but also figured it came with the territory of being an only daughter. By mid-summer she had her dorm assignment and we had even driven over to see where in the campus complex it was.
Less than two weeks before school started, Revabeth received notice from the school that her dorm/room assignment had changed. No explanation. Just the change. And that, as Robert Frost would say about the Road Less Taken, has made all the difference.
In that 3-bedroom campus apartment, Carolyn was one of Beth's 5 roommates who were all invited to our house for dinner shortly after school started. But there was no "instant romance" or love at first sight. In fact, after dinner while everyone crowded around the piano to sing while I played and basked in the attention, Carolyn was in the kitchen helping Mom wash dishes and put things away. I don't know that Carolyn and I even said more than a couple sentences to each other.
However, with Revabeth acting as my publicist, I had an "in" that I wasn't even aware of until months later.
More to come.
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