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Today, at our local breakfast joint, I was serenaded by a five-year-old boy, who, apparently inspired by my knitting, sang me his version of Blondie's version of "The Tide is High." I was touched and highly amused. G. was mortified (oh, kid.....just wait, if you think your mother is an embarrassment now). Then this young man, whose first name was Atticus, showed me the picture that he'd drawn earlier of Blondie. I love random Meaningful Encounters.