While on a business trip sometime
in the late 1950s, Mr. George D. Bryson stopped and registered at the Brown Hotel
in Louisville, Kentucky. After signing the register and being given his key to
room 307, he stopped by the mail desk to see if any letters had arrived for
him. Indeed there was a letter, the mail girl told him, and handed him an envelope
addressed to Mr. George D. Bryson, room 307.
This wouldn't be so odd, except the
letter was not for him, but for room 307's just – previous occupant – another
man named George D. Bryson.
(Source: Incredible
Coincidence, Alan Vaughan)
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