Delivering an Eulogy & Family With a Military History
I had two short dreams. During the first one, I was delivering an eulogy at a funeral when four male cousins of mine passed dressed in black. None of them spoke to me, but they did introduce themselves to my younger son.
Then I dreamed about a family from Michigan who had a reputation of fighting in all wars from the Indian wars in the United States to WWII. They had automatic weapons including machine guns in the the basement of their home.
Smitty
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