There we were visiting Grandpa and Grandma for the weekend.
Must have been around 1961 or 1962 before Marion went into the Air Force.
It got late and I was to sleep in his bed because he was out at the bowling alley and would be back late.
I had gone to bed and was dreaming soundly about being at the lake and having to go bad…
So, Standing on the rocks next to the water in my dream away I went.
Next thing I know Marion was up and the whole house was awakened by Marion hooping and hollering about wet bedding…
Woke up the whole house.
It took a few years to live that down.
4 comments:
It happens to the best of us.
Thanks for the moral support.
I remember someone mentioned named Phoenix, that must have been you.
Anyway,Hi!
Don't worry, David, I still have those kind of dreams, although I do manage to wake out of them in time! Phoenix is my daughter Melissa.
Good story. I'm sure others will loosen up now. Come on guys.---m.
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