ANOTHER CONFIRMATION OF MY OBE!

Since I spent most of my time working in my workshop at home, I rarely appeared in my gallery, since I had the good fortune of Sales Associates working in the gallery for the majority of time. But as I mentioned before there were several occasions when I would spend long periods of consistent time being there myself.
One morning while sitting behind the counter quietly as the New Age music played continuously as always in the gallery, three people arrived through the large opened doubled doors. It was what appeared to be, a man and woman and a small child in a stroller. My very first thought was, "Isn't that little girl too old to be in that stroller???" But then on looking more closely I discovered that the little girl was not that old, but "old in appearance" "her face" "her mannerisms". The man and woman greeted me with a kind hello and I did likewise and got right into a conversation FOR A REASON! This little girl look very, very, very familiar to me. I promptly spoke out and said, "How is everybody this morning?" The man and woman smiled and anxious moved closer to me. (I was aware through the years of selling my work there in the gallery and having a large photo posted on the wall and a biography of myself that most recognized me when seeing me in person and due to the fact that it was rare that they ever got to meet me, they jumped at the opportunity to engage me in conversation when they got the chance.) I spoke over whatever the man and woman attempted to say to me, YOUR LITTLE GIRL IS SO LOVELY? SHE LOOKS BEYOND HER YEARS, HOW OLD IS SHE AND SHE SEEMS TO BE TOTALLY MATURED AND INTO THIS GALLERY. They immediately responded and answered all of my questions. Some of their replies were, YES, MANY PEOPLE HAVE SAID SOME OF THOSE THINGS TO US YOU ARE SAYING! I jumped right back in and asked, HAVE YOU BEEN IN THIS GALLERY BEFORE? They said, NO, WE HAVE HEARD MUCH ABOUT IT AND THIS IS OUR FIRST TIME. I looked at them both and said, IF YOU DON'T MIND ME ASKING. DO YOU FOLKS LIVE NEAR HERE OR IN THE VICINITY? They replied, YES, WE LIVE RIGHT ACROSS THE BROOKLYN BRIDGE. ACTUALLY, IT WAS SUCH A NICE DAY TODAY THAT WE WALKED OVER HERE. (The gallery was in a mall in Manhattan at the foot of the Brooklyn Bridge). I said, OH, SO YOU LIVE IN BROOKLYN? They replied, YES. I said, SO DO I. They smiled and said, OH, WHERE DO YOU LIVE IN BROOKLYN? I said, BROOKLYN HEIGHTS. They replied, SO DO WE! WE LIVE ON CLINTON STREET. I tried to be calm, and replied, I LIVE ON STATE STREET.... There was a few moments of silence between both of us and they happily said, WE LIVE ON THE CLINTON STREET AND THE CORNER OF STATE STREET. I jumped right back in and replied, I LIVE TWO BROWNSTONES IN FROM CLINTON STREET ON STATE STREET! We both agreed that we were neighbors and due to my shock, I had difficulty continuing the conversation and was polite with a big smile on my face and said, I AM SO HAPPY YOU FOLKS ARE HERE TODAY AND HOPEFULLY WE WILL GREET EACH OTHER WHEN WE SEE EACH OTHER IN "OUR" NEIGHBORHOOD. Then I made an excuse that I had to make a business phone call.
I had to catch my breath and have some space to think about this! With this conversation and their little girl sitting there in the stroller just staring at me with a smile on her face, I was more than in a daze................ I knew now that I remembered her from the OBE I had that early morning, when I spoke to her as she sat crying on those Brownstone steps across the street from where I lived.

Love and Light!
Marshall