We had taken a break for tea and I was out on the veranda with others. I noticed two women walking on the path into the guesthouse where we were for this set of conversations with an Indian church organization.
They walked by and then in a little while I saw them come back again and seemed to be looking strongly in my direction. It was one of those times when I found myself asking, “Do I know these people?”
They turned toward the veranda and then came in my direction. Soon I heard the question, “Kenny, you don’t know who I am, do you?” I knew immediately it was someone from my childhood when I was called “Kenny.” I thought quickly and tried to place the person. “You must be related to people with the last name of Strong,” I said. “No,” she responded, “Bennett.”
Here were Freda Bennett and her daughter, Natasha. Freda happened to be on the same train as a person who was coming to this same meeting. They started to talk and eventually he mentioned that I was also going to be in Kolkata. She decided she needed to try and make the connection.
I am so grateful she did. We had strong family connections from our childhood and it was so good to see her and her daughter now. I am so blessed to have friends in so many parts of the world! I never expected this connection to happen on this journey.
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