February 2nd, 2017

Waiting for a train to pass, dad is getting closer to the track-I tell him to stop. Another car keeps going and there’s a train coming-he gets crushed by the train, and it’s a big cement truck on the track.

Walking up a path, climb to another one and something happens. There’s a bunch of press there and I tell them I’ll make a statement at the entrance. Walk into a hotel room and tell Aunt Delynda we have to leave by the back way-they’re almost packed. I go to the bathroom, but it’s in another room so the other people close the connecting door.

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