The Doppelganger - John Dunn, Consultant, Ambertec, P.E., P.C.

Consider this name: Scott Micklebank.

This is, or was, a real person whom I never met. Still, it's hard for me to forget this guy.

I entered Junior High School 190 is September of 1956 and as soon as I got there, all kinds of kids kept calling me "Scott". I was convinced that this was some kind of juvenile joke going around the school and since it happened so often, I was starting to get annoyed.

One day, I was in our family doctor's waiting room. The doctor's office was in his home and as he emerged from his office to call in his next patient, at that exact moment, his daughter came down the stairs and was passing by on her way to go out.

She stopped in her tracks, looked straight at me, then turned to her father and very slowly said: "Dad, that's not Scott, is it?". He looked at her and quietly said. "No."

Now I was starting to wonder.

Some days later, my mother told me how she had seen this boy on Austin Street (my childhood turf) and had gone up to him, thinking it was me! She was right up close and about to speak when she suddenly realized it was not yours truly, although she'd been certain of herself up to that point.

My own mother!!

I have heard it said each of us has a doppelganger somewhere. I never met mine, but wouldn't that have been an experience.

Comments

[Joe Serdynski]

It is weird to see your Doppelganger. I am repeatedly mistaken for someone else. My wife and I joke about him thankfully not being a ne'er-do-well. One day, a few months back, I was driving in a nearby city and on the corner at a busy intersection was "me". I did not stop, mainly because of traffic and partially because I was embarrassed to do so. It would have been worth the trouble and possible auto mishap, but someday I hope to meet "me".

[John Dunn]

Check this out!!

http://www.toonopedia.com/dolby.htm