16. Meaningful Coincidence: The Partner Restaurant


Before learning about synchronicity and meaningful coincidences, I never suspected that certain occasions and events along the way were anything more than the occasional happenstance, like finding a four leaf clover; rare but not particularly meaningful. Only now reflecting back on years of such instances, can I link such serendipitous moments to the zygoma journey and they become openly meaningful.

Some are:

My anatomical curiosity with animal dissection in my early teens. Selecting  a History of Medicine course requiring a research essay for the semester grade with my chosen topic “History of Anatomy”. Admittedly weak, but when considered along with many others probably meaningful.                                                                                                                            

Next, without a doubt the most unlikely coincidence I have ever experienced. It’s likelihood of being coincidental is ludicrous, It being a watershed event of a lifetime, labelled “coincidence” from a reluctance of using miracle by most everyone,now seems obvious.Here’s what happened.

Fausto, one of those rare individuals who bursts into your life and feels as if you have been friends, colleagues forever. A second generation Italian whose dad, an extraordinary architect and mother an angel.

We first met surrounding the preparation of our oldest son Bob’s paintings submitted to Atlantic Christian College High School Kodak Art Competition. Fausto Cardelli, acclaimed art teacher, influenced all four of our children’s lives , especially regarding their art appreciation and its importance and meaning in life.

Fausto, the artist, is bigger than life. He can’t be quieted surrounding any aspect of art especially its deepest profound substance. We all were caught up in his wonderful enthusiasm for his profession and overwhelming knowledge and mastery of its parameters evident in the  beauty of his canvases.

He was integral in establishing an Art Committee of the library board of directors in Kinston, N.C. setting up criteria for art piece selection for our new library. As chairmen of that committee we planned a trip to New York to visit Henry Pearson, a Kinston native who carved out a place in the N.Y.’s artist league. Two of his artist friends at that  time were Sol LeWitt and Robert Rauschenberg.  We hoped to win favor with Mr. Pearson and acquire a piece of his work for our collection. Naomi Camnitz, another board member personally knew Henry and his family and arranged our meeting.

After work, late Friday afternoon, we struck out by car for the Big Apple to meet Mr Pearson. On the way up we were engaged in the deeper aspects of life, professions, family, art, artists and especially my only serious interest outside of medicine; language and etymology, zygoma,  yoke and the origin of the alphabet. Fausto is thoughtful enough to inquire of others interest and a great listener, attentive asking provoking questions, stimulating enjoyable discussion. That night he enjoyed ‘getting me going’ on this ‘Language’ thing of mine. Our discussions, lengthy, analytical, penetrating exchanges non stop except for breath. After a  night of such, at daybreak we were ready for a breakfast pit stop.

Exiting the Washington – Baltimore by-pass, I took the first ramp indicating food. Looping quickly under the freeway  onto a small unlit two lane black top offering no options but to proceed straight ahead. Quite desolate with few unopened businesses and no traffic I was uneasy  thinking we may have made a poor exit choice as it looked like the road was coming to an abrupt end. Straining to see what was next, we saw the sign!!!

A pair of hands joined together in a hand shake.


( sculpted hands ) 1


A very simple lighted sign , white plastic background with two browned hands clasped together with the name above the hands,

“ Partner Restaurant”.

We had pulled up to the restaurant  associated with the end of the line motel.

After a relieving sigh (whew), I thought I had found a “pot of gold”at the end of a zygoma rainbow.

Having spent at least two hours talking Fausto thru my etymologic discoveries of the origin of the word zygoma, its Greek meaning yoke, one of man’s oldest words and parent to literally hundreds of derived words in every language, all with a meaning of, to come together, to join, unite, to meet, to tie, to bind , to connect, to pair, couple, parent;  just a sample of its heritage as also the word partner, one of two coming together forming a union aptly illustrated with the joining of hands! Together we were such on this day!

Wow, amazing, another example of “coincidental “ events occurring  periodically keeping me focused and energized on the pursuit of the truth in the anatomical meaning of a simple concept, yoke.

I already knew that zygoma was related to the words part and pair. Pair happens to be the name of the zygoma  bone in Arabic, called the yoke bone or pair bone , Ossa Paris, the literal Latin translation 2, Ossa means bone and Paris , I presume pair. Also, I had “coincidentally” 3  discovered in the book of I Samuel 11, a yoke of oxen was two oxen, 4 , a pair of oxen and as pointed out in the first blog entry Galen named the bone because it was made up of two parts.

Fausto at that moment, not specifically privy to the above, was not flabbergasted as I , even though I had been drilling him on word origins and he relating his experience with augers!

Well think about it. Two becoming one. A unit, a marriage, to wed, a couple ! A pair, a part,  PARTNERS. Two yoked together. Two close friends on a mission. Need I say more. If so, an entire blog entry  on yoke – zygoma cognates with a work sheet to use in every language to reveal the derivations of a zillion words included. I could go on but most of you won’t be impressed until you find out for yourself how virtually any word  involving two becoming one evolved from the very earliest concepts of words implying two, a yoke. Partner is one of those words.

Etymology can easily become hairy as those engaged in word origins find out, its complicated. Here’s whats not complicated: What’s  the odds of having  landed on an isolated road in the middle of nowhere, at a singular restaurant called “Partner”, having just been talking  about augers and the like and details of my compelling pursuit of a simple four letter word yoke, the parent of the word partner and zygoma.

Fathom this. I documented this episode in 2011 so not to forget details.  I rewrote it last year 2017 for this blog and sent Fausto a copy.  His reply came back packaged; an old whiskey bottle he had  found some time after our trip apparently with an embossed picture of a hand shake  much the same as the sign we  encountered at the restaurant. Below the clasped hand is the shape of the state of Maryland and Kentucky and a star locating the Frankfort distilleries of  the Louisville and Baltimore , the respected states. Partner distilleries.


Apparently, Fausto had been impressed more than I thought.

Out of curiosity in 2011, I googled Partner Restaurant and found

None listed!!!!!!!!!!!!!! . Whats more, a world search only revealed  a handful,  one in Europe and None in North America.

Yet this small establishment, an obvious one of a kind happened to be at a dead end street where two friends in the mist of discussion about the meaning of the word yoke, pulled up to this out of the way business called “partners.”

Random or meaningful?

One such event understandably coincidence , but many as I will relate as the years accumulate become “meaningful coincidences”: enough, for me now, not coincidence at all.


Celebrate and cherish the ( events ) and people you meet along the way and realize the uniqueness and individuality that they bring to you and the world. Without their diversity life would be a very boring and somber experience.4 They could easily be part of your azoke!


  1. sculpted shake by susan sabiston
  2. Prelude to modern Science , Charles Singer and C. Rabin pg 31
  3.  i first encountered the scripture that revealed to me yoke was used to mean two of , a yoke of oxen, 2 oxen, was a meaningful coincidence itself. my youngest daughter susan possibly 4 or 5 feels asleep on a swing and to avoid waking her I grabbed the nearest book nearby to read while she slept. It fell open on page of 1 Samuel !
  4. 1 Samuel 11, King James , last night nov.23 2018 I looked up the specific reference of the quote to find it was from 1 Samuel 11:11.  Ha, Ha , its always occurring !  11:11 ,  symbol for mystics and  threshold for synchronicity it evokes when spontaneously seen on digital clocks. See later Blog of williams correspondences

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