After church today, we decided to go to Bob Evans for lunch.
While we are juggling the positions of 2.5 kids and coats, a car seat, warming up a bottle, and trying to get our name in the queue for a table, I notice a familiar face walk by in a black turtleneck and jeans.
Why it's none other than local TV anchorman Kent Brockman . . . I mean Kent Justice. Yep, another trip to Bob Evans and another close encounter with a local TV personality.
Years ago, the family saw Bob Nunnally at a Bob Evans in Hilliard. We were having a lunch with our old church's priest at that time.
Now its Kent Justice at a Bob Evans in New Albany.
(And once before, we worship alongside Clay Hall at the huge Lutheran church in Hilliard.)
One can only assume that the newscasters of Ohio are a godly bunch that really enjoy that farm fresh taste.
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