This shows how small the world is.
James and I moved into our Madison home in 2007, and soon thereafter I wrote a blog post about BB Clarke Beach. I wrote on my blog about Clarke, who was a formative personality of this city’s history.
A great-granddaughter living in France read my blog post about Bascom Clarke. She contacted me, and since James at the time was a French foreign language instructor struck up a friendship. In time we hosted the Clarke Family reunion (twice) and Helena arrived each time from France.
Today she sent word our way that James Gutensohn, a minister at the Congregational Church in Hancock in the early 1960s, had died. She was good friends with his wife.
Hancock is my hometown. That is how small the world is. And so it goes.