In the Northwest section of the DMN, they have those little side bar sections like they do in that other section for high school kids, except these are for grown ups. One week, they did Burt Bryan, who, ironically, I didn't even recognize from church, but from Key Club, when he once played a French Santa Clause who scared all the kids away by telling them the French like cheese because they smell.

Then I read his profile, and it said he went to FUMC, and then I read who his family was, and I discovered, lo and behold, he used to help teach my sunday school class. Now, I'm actually embarassed. It makes me wonder if he remembers me and always thought I was weird for not remembering him.

As it turns out, my mom is actually saving the artice, to give to her mom. Grandma used to eat at this restaraunt all the time that his grandfather owned. If you read his profile, it's even his favorite place to eat. My mom knows that my Grandma knows the grandfather of my ex sunday school teacher who I met through key club. What a small world.