Oh yes, I didn't mention the strange coincidence a.k.a. blessing.
Parked next to us at our camping spot on Pacific Beach was a Good Little Family.
And their children are our children's ages.
And they are also members of the same church we are.
And they are also acquainted with our home town because Mr. Good Little Family and his sister grew up there, where their mother still resides.
And in fact, said sister came out on Day Three and as we sat around on the beach she recalled many of her friends including one of our featured favorites, Mrs. G from bookclub, among other lovely ladies we both know.
So there you have it.
It's a Small World after all.
(And I'm going to pester them repeatedly so we can meet up with them next year: same time, same place.)
