Connected to the Old Neighborhood

12/10/15 was a good day.  Had an excellent vendor demo at work on the 344th day of this connected year.  But, after the workday ended, I drove back into my old neighborhood in West Philadelphia to the Mariposa Food Co-Op.  I had to pick up some clothes that were collected for Old First, and so I spoke with the manager.  I was filled with awe as I walked into the building, thinking about how amazing it is now, looking like a true retail store, not the co-op I remembered in the small place.  I told the manager that I dad was one of the founding members of Mariposa and she told me the co-op is 44 years old.  When I told her I was 46, she called me a "Mariposa Baby."  And it's true, I remember working there, helping pack up the food orders.  I also realized that the co-op's new building is the same building where the bank was where I opened my first bank account!  So many connections to my old neighborhood and tonight I was feeling them strongly.  (AND, in a #NumberGeek moment, my odometer was 59695 as I pulled up to the co-op - a sign from above that it was the right time and place to be there!)