The craziest, most random, most wonderful thing happened yesterday. Out of the blue, and from a different continent, I was contacted by a woman who said she was a student in my father’s 6th grade class at St. Francis of Assisi in Mt. Kisco, NY. She went on to say that her sister found the article My Father And The Nuns that I had written and she posted it on Facebook. And got a big reaction from her classmates. I was floored.
It was presented by her as the “back story” as to how my father, Col. Harvey, had become the first lay teacher at this school upon retiring from the USAF.
But for me it was just the story.
And this story I am telling here has become the “front story.” It turned into the longest post thread in Facebook history (okay I’m exaggerating but the thread is loooooooong), filled with shared memories, stories about my dad, discussions about which nuns were mean and which were nice and what people are now doing. I am so grateful to be speaking with these former students of my father, who I knew from Church as well.
But my big question was……how did they find my post? I didn’t think that we had any shared Facebook friends. So I messaged the sister and get this, WordPress peeps…. prepare for total randomness….this sibling, using Safari, searched for the Goody Shoppe (a local hangout and I probably spelled it wrong) and saw St. Francis Church in the background. So then, she decided to search for St. Francis Church and one of the top search results was my article My Father And The Nuns.
So I reconnected with people I knew from my past, people who knew my father, people who gave me a different perspective on my father, and all because I tagged my blog article with the tag St. Francis of Assisi, Mt. Kisco, NY. Fellow bloggers, you can’t underestimate the importance of tags.
And yes, this photo has shown up an inordinate amount of times on my blog. Just sayin’.
The completely waaay strange, gives-me-goosebumps part of this whole thing, is the sense that all of the above happened as a message from “above.” Because yesterday, the day all of this transpired, was the 10th anniversary of my father’s passing.