At breakfast this man kept staring at my name tag. It was almost embarrassing how much he was staring. Finally we started talking to each other. He was not a member of our church but we are connected through our love of Family History. I love these connections and wearing this name tag.
We found that they would stare at our name tags instead of our face when we walked into a store. As soon as we opened our mouth, they wanted to know where in America we were from.
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