6 degrees of separation

It is amazing to me how many things converge. I recently donated a piece to the Matthew Shepard Foundation. Two of my good friends, Gregg and Dan have put on a fundraiser for the foundation for the last 2 years and have been able to raise lots of money to erase hate. If you want to read more, Gregg has posted a wonderful description here.
This year I decided to enter a piece that I worked on at Nancy's master class last year. I figured that it could do more good raising money than sitting rolled up in my drawer, so I told Gregg and Dan that if they would put it up on a silent auction, they could have the piece. Unfortunately  the big event was held out in Lewes at the end of Yom Kippur- so Dave and I could not attend.
I admit that I was wondering if the piece raised any money and who the new owner was. I feel a little like a mother to my quilts and want to make sure that they are in a safe place. And, so far I have only donated quilts to sell for causes that I support, so I was really not sure how to price it.
On Friday I found out that my contractor (who graciously came out to Lewes to fix our house) ran into Gregg and Dan on the streets of Rehoboth. He worked for the boys in DC- and was thrilled to meet them and decided buy tickets to the event. I wondered if he might be interested in the piece as he has often commented on my pieces.
Gregg on the left, and Andy the proud owner on the right.
Well it turns out, Glen did not buy the piece. Last night at 10:30 I got a lovely photo of one of my favorite clients with my quilt- Andy Putterman- who also owns a house in Lewes. I had absolutely no idea that he was going to attend the event, and ironically he ended up buying my quilt. So the Foundation has scored some dough, I have cleaned out my drawer and feel good about giving to a cause, and Andy is thrilled to have a piece of my art. What a small wonderful world indeed.