I’ve been having conversations with relatives and friends and then, while waking up, realize they left the land of the living a while back.
Friends: Larry popped up a couple times and we were talking with friends who are still living (Samm).
Cousin Glenn drops by quite often. Uncle Tom has been around, but not as often as Glenn. My sister Diane shows up in spurts, like she’s busy on the other side and then wants to see how we’re doing back here.
Recently, I had a dream that a policeman was talking to me and seemed almost shocked that I would be relaxed while talking to a uniformed policeman. I told him my father was a fireman and I grew up around people in uniforms.
Another slightly odd situation recently, I seemed to have walked into a group of very diverse men (don’t remember any women being there, wherever it was) all of them said they were Jewish and were challenging me to be able to identify them by their facial features. (some with beards, some without, some redheads, blond guys… Some looked Irish, some looked like vikings…) while waking up I was wondering why they were so concerned about whether I could guess they were Jewish by their looks.
—Um, that’s all for now-
~~~~~Jim