What to make of the dreams of reunions

Darby O'Gill & the King I
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VALOIS, New York - I've entered the last few days of summer vacation, which is a gross misnomer given that we have to close up the cottage, put away two boats for the winter, attend a wedding Sunday (which I have to videotape for a rockumentary) and then fly to California Monday at 0'dark early to begin teaching the same day. (I have three classes that day...)

Jaysus.

Add to that, a veneer of all the thinking I've been doing about our high school class and reunion.

So what do you get? Weird dreams. Extremely weird dreams.

Being Irish, believing in leprechauns, banshees and sundry other spooky things is second nature. So Darby O'Gill invaded my sleep two nights ago, as did the occasional banshee (a ghost, the kind of ghost you do not want invading your sleep time).

But last night the dreams were all about our high school class. Well, at least filled with people from high school. And while the usual cast of characters moved in and out of the scene - Randy Carlson, Bud Hooper, et al, - last night Nancy Anderson popped up and, well guys, she looked marvelous.

I barely remember Nancy Anderson, except that she lived on the corner of Brook and Erie Streets in a big brick place. She had red hair, more freckles than your average person named Anderson and sometime she just vanished, like Jackie Hamm, Gary Shenkle and a lot of others.

In this dream, we were having a reunion and she was going from person to person, filling them in on what had happened in her life since high school.

I strained to hear what she was saying but couldn't. Sometimes in dreams you can simply crank up the volume. Not last night. Nancy's secrets are safe, unless someone can fill us in.

I can hardly wait to take a nap today, if I have time between close-the-cottage projects.

Today's song? It's by the Everly Brothers, of course.

All I Have to Do is Dream

Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
When I want you in my arms
When I want you and all your charms
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream

When I feel blue in the night
And I need you to hold me tight
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam

I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine
Anytime night or day
Only trouble is, gee whiz
I'm dreamin' my life away

I need you so that I could die
I love you so and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam

I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine
Anytime night or day
Only trouble is, gee whiz
I'm dreamin' my life away


I need you so that I could die
I love you so and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream

FADE
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream