Some Random Synchronicity with The Red Paperclip Guy
As you’ve probably heard by now, in one year, Kyle MacDonald successfully traded his way from a red paper clip to a house. It only took 14 trades. It’s a great, wacky story and there’s been a ton of media attention.
As it turns out, I discovered that I’ve got two obscure connections to Kyle:
- My wife Julie was Kyle’s day camp counselor in Belcarra in the summers of 1993 and 1994. She recalls taking him to emergency with a hematoma on his forehead after he tried jumping from picnic table to picnic table and missed. She also has fond memories of Kyle and, uh, Gross Day.
- The house he acquired is in tiny Kipling, Saskatchewan (population 1140), where my father-in-law’s family is from.
So, Kyle, if you bump into any Szabos in Kipling, they’re related to Julie.
