Not really a God sighting...but a shot in the dark.

This morning, when I was going through a box of stuff my mom and dad brought up to me last fall, which I promised Mike I would get out of the living room while he's in Oregon, I found a stack of old letters. They were from a fellow I met when I was in Ireland in the summer of 1986. The letters covered a period of several months, but after that we lost touch. Now with the internet, I thought maybe I could locate him, as many other old friends have been able to re-connect. But all I managed to hit were dead ends. I do think I may have found a photo of his father on an Irish running website, and his name is there, too, but that's it.

I thought maybe I'd post a blog with his name and a video for a song he might remember having introduced to me during that summer, in case he decides to Google himself, as many of us often do. Unfortunately, the video in question can't be embedded, so I'm going to post an alternate that has the sound but no picture. Also unfortunately, this fellow happens to share his name (Stephen Lynch) with both a stand-up comic and a U.S. politician, so I'm not entirely sure how successful this venture will be, but I'm going to try anyway.

Stephen, if you're out there, this is for you...