>My secretary Melinda, was Hungarian, and she was a little girl during WWII. She was living in her grandfathers house with her mother and sister, while her father was in the Hungarian Army, in Russia, serving as a Colonel in the artillery. Her grandfather was a medical doctor, and the Russians invaded taking over the country. The Russian soldiers broke into the grandfathers house and looked in all the rooms. When they came to the toilet, they threw a hand grenade into it and blew it up. They had never seen such a thing!

When you mark everything else that was Soviet... this army where he served, lemme guess, they were the UN peace corps?

>One of my hobbies is photography. I set up equipment to copy photographs and Melinda gave me a 8" by 10" photo of her father with his men - about 120 men as I recall. I was able to capture and enlarge her father and two other men and made 8" by 10" copies. It was exactly 11 PM one evening when I snapped the photograph with my Pentax 6 by 7 cm camera with a special lens. When I got to work the next morning I told Melinda and showed her the enlargements. She was so happy, and told me that she had received a telephone call from Hungry at 11 PM the previous evening that her father had passed away.

It's normal that such coincidences happen. Someone said that if they absolutely didn't, that would be the first evidence of existence of a god.