I saw more Yoders in the last three days than I've seen in years - barring my own grandchildren. There was Darrell Yoder and his wife, Sylvia, Jane Widmer Yoder and her husband Frank. And the Yoder I meant to meet was actually Rachel Yoder.
All of this made revisiting my (Mennonite) past even more interesting. Talking to Darrell made a very painful part of my past come full circle. I didn't get to resolve all the issues therein, but enough so that I can go on with the things that I have to do to make all of this make a little more sense. More on all of that later.