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 Mission
where 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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