1: ?
I am sitting around with Tom and we are talking about old times. Suddenly I see a montage of photos from our youth.
Interp: Thinking of the past and my friend on his Birthday.
2: Army
I see a montage of images from basic training for the military after discussing it with someoen outside on a bench. I say that I have finally ebcome to old for that, and my best years are behind me. I am suddenly in a lunch line.
Interp: Fear of getting old or dying before fulfilling my worth.
3: Shots?
I wake up and discover taht epople have invaded my common area that I do not enjoy. They say hello but I completely ignore them and visit Bucky. He is reading a leatherbound book witha shot glass on the front. We discuss shots for a bit. I wake up
Interp: ?
I am in a home that is small and reminds me of my former home in Redbank, discussing things with numerous individuals. Suddenly the door opens and Joe R. is standing there, looking like he did in High School. I exclaim “JOE!” and he laughs, then I wake up.