It's a Small World After All

Back in Virginia or DC it was a fairly common occurrence for a new acquaintance to come up to me and say, "Are you [insert one of 100 different cousin's names here]'s cousin?" Coming from a large LDS family in Virginia with a strong family resemblance and unique surname, this happened just often enough that it never surprised me.
Until yesterday, it had never happened in Utah that I can recall. Yesterday, Little and I were outside painting some projects in the front yard (more about what not to do with spray paint later) when two of my neighbors walked up to me. They introduced themselves and asked where I was from. They told me they had both gone to school at Southern Virginia University. Next thing I know we've played the "do you know" game, and they both knew/know several of my cousins, and my uncle was their bishop.
These two girls are my next door neighbors. (I live on the corner and as a result have 4 different houses that I can call my next door neighbor.) One used to be the next door neighbor to one cousin and one cousin-in-law, 2000 miles away back in Virginia. The other had a crush on one of my cousins.
It may just be a small world after all.