: Small world indeed...

Jun 10th, 2010, 03:43 PM
Disney World photo captures couple together 15 years before they met

The odds are astronomical: 30 years ago, when Alex and Donna Voutsinas lived in different countries and long before they met and married, they were captured in the same photo at Disney World. That's Donna at right in front. Alex is in the stroller in the background immediately behind Mr. Smee.

Lesley Ciarula Taylor
Staff Reporter
No one knows better than Alex and Donna Voutsinas that it’s a small world after all.

Thirty years ago, when they lived in separate countries long before they met and married, a family shot of little Donna at Walt Disney World captured Alex in a stroller in the background.

“It just blew our minds when we realized,” Alex Voutsinas, a 32-year-old transplanted Montrealer told the Star Thursday from south Florida.

“I got chills. It was just too much of a coincidence. It was fate.”

That fateful realization came just one week before their wedding eight years ago. Alex and Donna had been going through old family snapshots. There, in the blurry background of a picture of 5-year-old Donna was 3-year-old Alex being pushed down Main Street at the same moment in 1980 by his father. The senior Voutsinas’s distinctive jet-black hair with its white tuft caught his eye.

“My mother pulled out albums from the same trip. My dad is wearing exactly the same outfit.”

Other pictures from that trip showed Alex on his dad’s shoulders. The boy in the background of Donna’s picture and the boy in those pictures were the same.

A blow-up of the famous frame hangs on their living room wall in Boynton Beach, Fla., but Alex’s mother keeps the original in a safe.

“It’s like gold to her.”

It wasn’t until the couple joined Facebook recently and posted the picture that the world got wind of the staggering twist of fate with which they’d entertained family and friends for years.

Alex, who is a dual Canadian-U.S. citizen, and his family of hoteliers had moved to Florida when he was 10.

He and Donna met 15 years ago when they worked at the same hotel in Boca Raton shortly after she’d moved south from Long Island, N.Y. They dated for six years, married and had three sons, who they take to Disney World regularly.

“We’ve taken pictures of the kids,” he said, “and they say they’re looking for their future wives in the background.”


Jun 10th, 2010, 04:45 PM
It's a cool story. A comment:

For me, the amazing thing is not that two people who would eventually marry were in the same place at the same time as children. Amazing thing #1 is that there is photographic proof. Amazing thing #2 is that they saw the photo and recognized its significance.

Consider for a moment how many pictures each of us is in that we have never seen. Consider, too, how many pictures we have that the people in them have never seen.

Jun 10th, 2010, 04:46 PM
Man, talk about long odds and soulmates.

Jun 10th, 2010, 05:02 PM
What are the odds? to quote a tv commercial "100% now" so it is just a coincidence now. ;)

Jun 10th, 2010, 05:18 PM
What a great story!

Thanks for posting it MacDoc.

Jun 10th, 2010, 06:45 PM
I had a personal experience that this story reminding me of, but not even close to this scale.

My wife an I were looking at our yearbook pictures a few years back. I found a photo in my year book of my highschool's girls volleyball team. I am sitting behind my then high school girlfriend who was on the volleyball team. Way over to the left, standing by the other team is my now wife, who's school was playing our high school. Her high school was about 200 KM away from mine. :) My wife isn't too fond of the photo. :D

Three years later, we met and were married a year later.

Jun 10th, 2010, 07:16 PM
I was on my school's Reach for the Top team. Years afterward, somebody I knew sent me a photo of myself on the set of the program--which he had recognized by sight in a huge pile of photos while working on an archive contract for the school we had played against.

Jun 10th, 2010, 08:01 PM
Thanks MacDoc. That’s a cool story and just another reason why I believe in fate.

I think people come into each other’s lives for a purpose. Sometimes it’s their purpose, sometimes it’s yours, and sometimes it’s mutual. Everyone we interact with (good and bad) has the ability to influence (in major and minor ways) the course of our future.

About twenty years ago I was with a friend driving along a SW Calgary street (far from home) when I spotted a garage sale type sign. I’m not much of a garage sale shopper but the word “ART” caught my eye.

On a whim, I cranked the wheel and followed the signs to their destination. A local hobby artist was having an art sale/garage sale. Both his home and garage were open for anyone to stroll through and see what was for sale. We went in and his watercolor paintings were awesome and very reasonably priced.

I had already picked out a few unframed paintings that I wanted to buy when I spotted a framed 8”x 10” painting of two old trucks on his living room wall. No price tag.

“How much for that one?” I asked him.

“Sorry, that one’s not for sale,” he said, “but I have one of some old cars, if you like that sort of subject.”

I didn’t really have an affinity for paintings of old vehicles; but for some reason I just really liked that one of the old trucks.

So, I dismissed the trucks and continued my search through the stacks of his works. Nothing compared to those trucks. I went back and looked at it again. I just had to have it. That notion was stuck there in my brain, ringing like a fire alarm.

“Are you sure you won’t sell it?” I try again.

“Nope, sorry. It’s one of my favorites as well.” He replies.

“Hmmph.” I’m foiled once more but I can’t give up that easy….

“Not at any price?” I implore, “C’mon, what would it take for you to be willing to sell it to me?”

He laughs and tells me an obviously exorbitant price in the hope of demonstrating to me for once and for all, how serious he was about not selling it.

Not being able to think over the noise of that damn fire alarm going off in my brain, I reply, “OKAY, SOLD!”

Both the artist and my friend were shocked, but I continued to drive the sale to completion. I bought it for the price asked.

I was happy and the artist was ecstatic. My friend was simply amazed; probably thinking her friend had completely lost her mind.

Three years later as I was showing a new boyfriend around my home, he noticed the painting.

“That’s MY truck!” he gasps, “and, and my brother’s truck!...parked out behind my Dad’s garage!”

“What! Where does your Dad live?” I was incredulous.

Sure enough, his Dad lived in the same neighborhood as the artist. They had no idea that an artist had painted the trucks or the garage.

In a city of a million+ people, what are the odds?

So, yes, we eventually got married and had a child. Unfortunately no fairy tale ending though. He is now my ex.

But the reason, the best purpose of all for our meeting remains ….my (now teen) daughter.

Jun 11th, 2010, 01:58 AM
I had to go check Snopes. It's not on there, but this seems like one of those "email chain letter" stories.

Jun 11th, 2010, 04:49 PM
I had to go check Snopes. It's not on there, but this seems like one of those "email chain letter" stories.

hayesk, are you referring to MacDoc's story, my story or all of them?

If mine, please note that I forgot to add the part about copying and forwarding the story to all within your contact list or else risk a bout of bad luck.

I regret and apologize for my error of omission.

Jun 12th, 2010, 03:00 AM
hayesk, are you referring to MacDoc's story, my story or all of them?

If mine, please note that I forgot to add the part about copying and forwarding the story to all within your contact list or else risk a bout of bad luck.

I regret and apologize for my error of omission.

LMFAO!! :D!!