Six degrees of seperation... or less....

The disaster in Minnesota last Wednesday could have been worse.. much worse. Found out today that the son and daughter-in-law of my mom's best friend work just 15 minutes from the bridge....

...for a school bus company....

One of the drivers for their company knows the woman who was driving the bus on the bridge....

Fortunately, all friends up north are safe and accounted for...

You don't realize the wide-reaching impact of something like this. At work Friday I was chatting with one of the nurses who's husband works for a company that rents medical equipment to hospitals... he got a call Wednesday night from the Minneapolis office to get things ready.. make sure all equipment was clean and ready to ship north if needed. So the Chicago office got busy.

And then they found out that one of the guys from the Chicago office was on the bridge... he is in the hospital with broken bones all over the place but doing okay.

It's a small world....

Like paraplegic survivor Marcelo Cruz said... "You really have to enjoy every day," he said, "because you don't know if it's your last."