

Several days ago I had a dream about a old friend while taking my old man nap. Tim O’Connor, who lives in Holland, came to my door, and gave me a big hug. I woke up, and wondered if Tim had died. Three hours later a old friend who I thought was dead, called me up. I was shocked. I did not tell him about my dream, because he does not want me to own this gift.
Jon
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