Submitted by Teresa Prout
I first noticed him at the gate before our flight to New York City -- a man in his 60s who reminded me of a well-dressed Paulie Walnuts. He and his wife were on their way to New York for a visit, I heard him say, but they were from Greensboro.
The flight landed; my husband and I made our way to the city, unpacked and went out looking for food. We picked a little Greek restaurant near our hotel pretty much at random.
"Hey," my husband said looking toward the back of the restaurant. "That guy looks like the man on our plane." Then a few minutes later: "That IS the guy on our plane. What are the odds of that?"
Paulie Walnuts seemed less than impressed with the coincidence and went on his way. But ...
Two days later, we stopped by a coffee shop on our way to a Yankees game and there he was again. Eating a bagel.
Had I seen him later, in the crowd of 54,000 at Yankee Stadium, that "Sopranos" connection might've troubled me.
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