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My dream tonight
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I woke up from a dream.
Background: my father died in 1999 and my mother in 2006.
In my dream I was in a house trailer (also poorly called "mobile homes"). It was the middle of the night, as it is now, and I was trying to sleep (which I was doing at the time!). During the night, I heard someone drive up in a car outside. I looked out. My parents were coming home and I was in their house!
There's one major problem with this dream. My parents never lived in a house trailer! Starting in 1970, they owned a big house in North Carolina, not Arkansas, where I live. They left Arkansas in 1970 three weeks after I started college.
Surprisingly, when my father walked in the door, he had a full head of long, brown hair. His hair was white when he died; he was born in 1914, after all! Mom was born in 1919. I'd never seen him with a big bushy head of long hair.
He looked a little like me during my first year in college. At that time, the US was fighting an illegal undeclared war in Vietnam. I don't call it the War in Vietnam because my government refused to acknowledge the stupidity of fighting there by even declaring war, like the undeclared wars we continue to fight. I wanted to protest the war, so I let my hair grow out to my waist!
Background: my father died in 1999 and my mother in 2006.
In my dream I was in a house trailer (also poorly called "mobile homes"). It was the middle of the night, as it is now, and I was trying to sleep (which I was doing at the time!). During the night, I heard someone drive up in a car outside. I looked out. My parents were coming home and I was in their house!
There's one major problem with this dream. My parents never lived in a house trailer! Starting in 1970, they owned a big house in North Carolina, not Arkansas, where I live. They left Arkansas in 1970 three weeks after I started college.
Surprisingly, when my father walked in the door, he had a full head of long, brown hair. His hair was white when he died; he was born in 1914, after all! Mom was born in 1919. I'd never seen him with a big bushy head of long hair.
He looked a little like me during my first year in college. At that time, the US was fighting an illegal undeclared war in Vietnam. I don't call it the War in Vietnam because my government refused to acknowledge the stupidity of fighting there by even declaring war, like the undeclared wars we continue to fight. I wanted to protest the war, so I let my hair grow out to my waist!
