Ok, cue the twilight theme music here, this is so weird but true. My wife?s father was a brilliant German physicist, and engineer, last name Meiers. Alas, my wife?s parents were divorced, and they moved from the home. Fast forward 45+ years, on a visit to my wife?s sister, the two girls decided to drive down to Chatham, (me as the driver) to see their old home. We rang the door, but there was no answer, but the girls couldn?t help but snoop around. They were surprised to see everything was still very much the same, right down to the flagpole, and clothesline their father put up in ?52. We spoke with a neighbor who was working in his back yard, and asked about the people living there, he told us the house was about to be sold, and the couple with two daughters were getting a divorce. And one more thing, the husband was a physicist, and his name was Myers.