Keep Us Alive And Dreams Help

We dream was written by Laurence E. Miller from Portland, Maine. He was our first dance teacher way back in 1977-1985. He gave me the spirit and inspiration to ballroom dance and to have the courage to try to become a competitor and to win trophies and medals.

Dreams keep on coming, even if we are in our eighties or seventies. Dreams are something we cannot figure out why one night they appear for what seems a long event. They really only last a few minutes and they can tell a story from your past or your future or from nowhere. Some are from way long ago times and some are ones for our future.

One night, I dreamed about Dad and he was young to me, maybe he was about fifty and I might have been around five or seven. He had just bought me the little book he bought for 35 cents , when he grocery shopped for Mom. It was all about penguins and I was so thrilled I went to sleep that night, holding it all night next to my heart. It was as if it was real and now. It was not. Another night I dreamed how Mom took me buy the beautiful, blue suede high heel shoes I had been yearning for and I was about 15 in high school. We had gone downtown where I met her after school and she came from work and we met at a store called Hutzlers where they had a visitor's appointment book and you signed your name and time and the one waiting for you looked in the book to see you had arrived and then you and her got together. We went to a cafeteria type buffet dinner café and we feasted on anything we chose from the hot bar and put a plate up and a worker filled it with what you had chosen. Then you walked down the floor to the next item you wanted, like hot veggies and finally to the bread station, where you picked up a roll or two that was already been placed in the plate. After that you went to the dessert section and picked out an already placed sweet good item and Mom went to the cashier and she added it up and Mom paid her. Then we went to the utensils place and got what we needed to eat this delicious dinner. We felt like royalty eating out, Mom had left Dad dinner and he warmed it in the oven for his dinner. No microwaves or toaster ovens to warm it. While we were in line, we got Dad a piece of apple pie which was his favorite and they boxed it up in a take home container for us to bring to him. Oh how rich we felt and after we ate, she took me to Hutzlers and bought for me the beautiful blue suede high heel shoes and they cost a whopping 12.95 dollars. They gave us a shopping bag for the shoes and one for the apple pie and we had 2 bags denoting the name of this fabulous department store.

I dreamed all of this above mentioned and though it seems a long one, it probably lasted ten golden minutes and all these 67 years, it was like magic and it came back to me.

Dreams are exciting as long as they are nice and sweet ones. Laurence mentioned above said " dreams are putting us out of bad times."

Elita Sohmer Clayman Fairfax Station Patch