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12:20:2003 Entry: "Stan : My Uncle Joe"
My Uncle Joe
In a series of dreams I was traveling in a car with my Uncle Joe, who is deceased. When I was a child my sister and I traveled with him on a long trip through the Colorado Rockies. We went on lots of undeveloped mountain roads in his 70 Chevy Impala to get to his cabin up in Taylor Park. I remember eating breakfast in Buna Vista at the begining of the trip and hearing the Beatles song Hey Jude on the radio while I was probably eating something like sausage and pancakes.
In this dream my sister wasn't with us, but he was driving a large old impala like car. Three times we drove into a different box canyon and had to pull off the edge of the read because of emergency vehicles. We would be stopped in these box canyons for hours waiting for the fire trucks to finish their work. Only in one of the three stops did we actually see a burning building. It was some sort of small mountain motel with black smoke coming out of all of the windows. I remember seeing a women throwing a burning purse.
There were more parts in the dream where I was staying in a motel room, but I can't remember many details.