We were on vacation in West Virginia last week, staying at a motel in Lewisburg, an isolated small town of 3600 people. While visiting an art gallery, we talked to the owner about several watercolors we liked. He is from the East and went to art school in Pennsylvania; but he passed a few years in Orange County. He dated an attorney there. Did my wife know her? Indeed, she did. She had known the attorney well for years. A day later, we went to dinner at a lovely little cafe--ten tables. Conversation sprang up with the couple eating at the table next to us. The couple is from Indianopolis. The woman is a producer for NPR of programs on science and medicine. Oh, I asked, does she know D_ I_? D_ has been an NPR producer for years and runs a successful oral history program. He is married to a cousin of mine and we attended his wedding in Brooklyn seveal years ago. Indeed, she said knows D_, who gave a training session in which she participated. Small world, really small.