...wicked...eerie...dream this morning.  ...it’s difficult to put it in context...

...m’ bride & I playing tennis @ a favorite park around 10 in the morning; perfect day...

...suddenly there’s a dead-silence...& day becomes dusk...then night...in 7 seconds....

...we meet each other @ the net, ...bona fide shock & awe...but a kind of calm as well...

...our eyes lock ...we’re both thinking about our sons...& coming to grim conclusions together.......  as emergency sirens begin to go off in the distance...from th’ winds @ every direction......& the air goes thin...and the temperature begins to decline, ....I take her hand & we head for th’ car in the chilling mourning midnight....  ...everything around us & the sky looks ...disappointed, sullen, ...bruised...  ...dull amber lights begin to appear on the perimeter horizons beyond the tree-tops...& the whoop & beat of heavy helicopters... closing... ...then the pale din of outlying & oscillating engine sounds & human panic & a cold wind on m’ face as I press the button on the key-fob...is my last awareness..............  ........before consciousness...in the warmth of m’ bride’s arms...& blessed sunlight through a southern facing window, ...a deep breath of furnace air through her French vanilla hair, ...  ...the sound of robins in the yard...& the idyllic dear thrumming bass & murmur of our sons playing NCAA March Madness 2006 on Xbox...on the other side of the wall....