Recently, I found myself in the San Francisco airport. As I always do, while waiting for the flight, I started juggling. A few minutes later, this guy walks into the waiting room. “Is this the juggling area?” he asks. “Yup”, sez I. And he proceeds to grab five balls out of his carry-on, and starts juggling.
“Where did you learn to juggle?” he asks.“From friends and family” I explain. “My wife teaches the circus arts.” “Where?” “SUNY Purchase.” [Note: This year at Circus Arts Camp] “Really!” he says. “I taught the circus arts last summer at SUNY Purchase.” Small world. Even smaller if you juggle in public places.