Lord, I had a lot of dreams last night. Let's see now... Dad got it fixed up with some real important guy so I could choose 10 guys and have my own football team. I tried to go to practice with my team but I ended up driving with Jane in the back seat of the Carber's station wagon, going up 3 C's highway out where I work picking corn. Just then we saw a helicopter flying low and shakily over a field. It crashed. We pulled over to the side to watch. A man came running out on fire.

We were thirsty so we went to a lake nearby and got a drink. I saw some football players coming and somebody yelled that everybody had to stay until the coaches came. I was afraid he would keep me. I walked to the car with Jane and nobody said anything.