A name. Last week, an unknown-to-me-man said ‘Hoi’ and waved to me as I bicycled past him. I have had more experiences of people appearing to know me. Today, entering a small shop, the shopkeeper said, ‘Hoi Hannah”! All was fine until I spoke and then she said, ‘Oh, sorry, I thought you were Hannah’. Here we go again. In Eugene the rumor was that another person was always been asked if she was me. In NY more than once, someone who didn’t know me, asked me if I was Sue/Suzanne. Guess I have one of those familiar faces.