Organ Day in Fort Worth - Curvy Railing / Coincidence #2,The Dentist

While Mike and Jordan were doing their thing I was left to wander about with my companion, the Bigger Cahoona.  We had a good time capturing shapes, patterns, and interesting plays on light.  All hand-held, of course, and in the darker interiors it was a challenge...lots of bracketing and retakes.

This was a shape that caught my eye, one of those times that I knew immediately how it was to be cropped in post-capture.
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Many would say that the story in yesterday's post is an example of coincidence.  But I've come to differ, having concluded that there is a purpose and plan in every interaction we have with others.  Some come about to give us joy, others a challenge or test.  All part of a Plan to teach us during our short stay here.

But it is interesting when these things happen.  Yesterday's post was about an organist I'd known as a teenager in Beaumont, then again several decades later in Houston when we ended up in cubicles next to each other.  This next "coincidence" happened in the very same building.

As a youngster I attended the Trinity Lutheran Church in Orange on 16th Street, about a block from where we lived at 1512 Chapman.  (I learned recently that the place is now a Baptist church)

Once in a while at this church we would have guest musicians.  One of the guys that occasionally would come and play the trumpet during service was named Alan, a teenager that was a peer of my older brothers.  I remember this guy standing in front of the congregation doing his thing on the trumpet.  He was known as being especially gifted in music.

Well here we go.  Alan grew up to become a dentist, and established his practice guess where...in the very building where I worked, in Houston!  And it was none other than David the organist that let him know of space available in our building and brought him there!  So here I was in a cubicle next to David the organist from Beaumont with Alan the trumpet player from Orange doing his dentistry six floors above where I was working in Houston.