A Little Knowledge … or how I almost blew my mother’s socks off Ashland Drive, Boise, Idaho, about 1964 I suppose everyone has had more close calls in their life than they know about, and that’s a good thing, otherwise we’d be a quivering mass of protoplasm, fearful of every next move. Usually these close […]
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Image of Shattuck School Portland, Oregon1953 I don’t remember kindergarten as distinct from first grade. They blend together, probably because they were both at Shattuck School in Portland, and it was another grim time for me, another bad fit, but in the larger social sense. Self-conscious to the point of dysfunctional from the frequent “What
March 26, 1979[Spring of 1979 Frances and I were getting acquainted at work but not yet romantically. We both drove VW beetles: hers green, mine white.] Strange comedy dream last night. I pulled into a filling station; just two pumps near some huge storage tanks … no building, no attendant. I hesitated to stop, but
Frances dreamOctober 3, 1990 Weird dream, just woke up from it, 8 in the morning I am in a public room with maybe 20 people. An old black man comes in, very thin, very old. Everybody knows him, the famous blues guitar man (I forget his name) from the South. He plays wonderfully. My violin
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June 20, 1978 Dream #1: Bird of Paradise I was in a second-story shop filled with beautiful clothes, all suitable for belly dancing. I remember the exhilaration of trying on outfit after outfit and feeling good in all of them, really good. I have never seen so many beautiful clothes and varied costumes in my
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April 6, 1978 Frances Dream (as if in the 1930s) I was in a hotel, or something like that, waiting for someone. I was about twenty-five, or a little older. I had been warned that a well-known (but not to me) burl thief and redwood carver would come around and try to get me to
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Frances dreamOctober 3, 1990 Weird dream, just woke up from it, 8 in the morning. I am in a public room with maybe 20 people. An old black man comes in, very thin, very old. Everybody knows him, the famous blues guitar man (I forget his name) from the South. He plays wonderfully. My violin
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Frances DreamMay 26, 1991 Woke up at nine this morning from this dream. I am alone, walking east on a trail to Finland. Sparse woods, not pygmy. I see Peter Franck, but I don’t think he was actually in the dream. He was in my thoughts in my dream, his nice body, his incredible charisma,
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February 25, 1989Frances With Chet Baker On a Train Woke up at 4:30 a.m. after sleeping two hours. Wide awake. Went to the bathroom, came back, scared that someone was in the house, though I knew there wasn’t anybody but me and Timothy. Then I remembered this dream. Timothy and I are riding a train,
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December 6, 1988Frances I just had a dream that me and my husband, Tim Tompkins, were trying to rescue my son, Crazy Timmy. We were looking all over for him, on the mall, the whole area, couldn’t find him anywhere. So finally I pointed and said, “We gotta go out that road.” We followed it
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