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A Dream

I’m still getting used to the time change and have been getting up way too early. I took a nap today to make up for my lack of sleep. I feel like I may have drifted off and woke up several times until I finally fell asleep long enough to dream.

It was one of those dreams that seemed very real. I was in Elgin with my parents. I kept kissing the top of my dad’s head, happy he was with us. He seemed happy that I was happy. See, he’d died and then a month later he was alive again. Alive and well — no dementia. Alive and kind — no alcoholism.

Later he was driving me somewhere and I said to him, “Dad, you know that what happened to you has never happened to anyone ever, right?” He asked me what I meant and I told him that we thought he was lost to us, but he was back. And fixed.

I woke up then and it took me a while to remember that I was on vacation in Olympia and that my dad was, in fact, still dead. I also, in those few waking seconds remembered that I’d dreamed this same sort of dream many times, but never remembered them.

I don’t really know what it means, although I have a clue that I will keep to myself for now.

Dad and me, circa 1958

Happy Birthday Dad

We’ll raise a glass to you tonight. Hope you’re enjoying your afterlife.

My dad was born 93 years ago today. Or according to him, tomorrow. He always claimed that he was born just after midnight but the doctor who delivered him was drunk and wrote the wrong date on the birth certificate. Also, according to my dad, he wrote the wrong middle name too. It was supposed to be Manville instead of Manuel. I have no idea if any of that is accurate, but that’s what he claimed. I also don’t know if I am remembering it correctly.

Nonetheless, March 7th is the day we always celebrated his birthday.

Two newspaper blurbs

A while back, going through papers, I found a couple newspaper blurbs that I wanted to share/keep. In a way they are completely different but in another way they are similar — possibly something that proud parents asked the Elgin Daily Courier News to share. Another similarity is that they are about two men in my life, my father and my husband.

Dad’s mention of being in the Navy

Doctorate: Dean Follmann, son of Willis and Ruth Follmann of rural Elgin, has received a doctorate degree in statistics, applied math, from Carnegie-Mellon University in Pittsburgh. He is a 1975 graduate of Burlington-Central High School, with undergraduate and graduate degrees from Northern Illinois University. Follmann lives in Virginia
Dean’s Doctorate degree mention in the Courier News

I put the article about Dean on the refrigerator and Clare drew his likeness on the whiteboard when she visited in December.