Dream Journal
Damon, Dana, B, Beth, and I were in Homer and had to stop by the elementary school. We saw that it was called Sasha Elementary, and I thought it was odd that the name had changed.
In the school, there were three large rooms. There was no hallway, and we had to walk through one room to get to the next. The room closest to the main entrance was for kindergarten, the next room for first grade, and the last room for third grade.
We opened the door to go into the third grade room, and found it was blocked by a small wheel (similar to a lawnmower wheel) with a handle coming from its center sitting in front of the door. I moved it out of the way and found it was deceptively heavy.
Once in the room, we saw that the third grade room had a door that led to the outside - children were going in and out of the door freely. The kids looked twelve.
On our way back out, we saw the school security guard kneeling on the floor sobbing. We asked him what was wrong, and a third grader told us that he was losing his hair. He turned to face us and we saw that chunks of his hair were coming out in his hands.
Back outside, Damon told us matter-of-factly that he has cancer. He said that he would have to fly specialists in to Homer to treat him. I wondered why he wouldn’t go back to Fairbanks for treatment since Homer didn’t have any cancer treatment facilities and Fairbanks did.