Dream Journal
I was sitting in Ninilchick with the new school choir instructor for the peninsula. Dad was going to run against him in the election. There were signs all around town asking people to donate to the new guy. After talking with Dad about his wanting to run against the man, I ran back to Mom and asked how I could donate to their campaign. She told me he was sitting in the principal’s office, and I could just go give him some money.
I didn’t want to meet him, so I sat down. I couldn’t remember if I had any cash on me. I sat with Mom and Jen, talking about the new instructor and his family. Jen had asked them if they had any arrangements for their vehicles, and he asked her, “What vehicles?” I asked Jen where they were from, and she told me Central Park. She had explained about four-wheelers and snow machines and trucks and trailers and they had gotten very excited. They had never driven before.