not me but when i was a young child my mother thought she reccognized a man in a small grocery store we had stopped in. she approached him and asked if he was who she thought he was-and when he replied 'yes' she explained that she was the youngest daughter of his wife who had passed away over 30 years prior. the man's eyes filled with tears and they embraced. they had not seen each other since the funeral. our family became close with him and his wife and he became a bonus grandfather to me.
craziest thing is-not a store we stopped in before, not in the town we lived in, not in the town she/he lived in at the time of her mother's death. fate......