Hey everyone! The Club Hubba Hubba postings are getting too numerous, so I decided to start a new topic for something that occurred to me last night. Has anyone ever had a dream with Freddie in it that they would like to share? Keep it clean of course, if you can--I know you probably can't, considering the subject. But I was curious and I'm sure others would be interested too.

I'll be honest "butterfly". I can't tell you my dreams of Freddie & me because they are to steamy. OOOOOOWWWWWW!

Naturally! Just the sort of dreams I figured all you females were having about Chico--I know I do! Maybe we need to figure out another way to share them!

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I agree-too hot for the net waves- I think we're going to have to find another way of sharing our Chico dreams-but I'm stumped!
After all the Hubba Hubba postings made my keyboard and mouse burst into flames-but fortunately thanks to friends like you-the pail of water you threw on me put out the fire (at least the one on my keyboard).
Keep me posted on the dream thing-I'll be waiting!!! Bye for now!!!

Esmerelda(Susan)
P.S. He looked scrumptious in the wedding outfit today-ah, more material for dreams!!!

I hope it's not too late to join the club. I too remember Freddie when I was a teenager (I was 18 and in college when he passed.) I always thought he was hot and now that TV land has brought back all of those great dreams I had and added new ones. My daughter, who is 16 and a Jr. fan, thinks I'm nuts but my 12 year old enjoys the show with me. (although not for the same reason!)
I hope there is a little water left to throw on Me!

Luckymama58

Well the Hubba Hubba Club seems alive and
well. The wedding outfit today was looking
good! How about Chico dancing at the
retirement home? I played that over and
over a few times. How about him sleeping
in the van the day before? The shows just
keep getting better and better. Chico or
Freddie, whatever the case may be, is like
a fine wine.

I'LL DRINK (T0)THAT!!! Can't wait to see Chico done up for a wedding, but I just can't stay up that late LOL! Fortunately, the VCR is set for perpetual automatic taping of CATM at midnight. Oh yes, and the dancing on yesterday's show...it's almost bedtime, can't think about such things now--
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA--yeah right! See ya tomorrow!

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Yes Freddie is gone but, not forgotten Thanks to TV land. I just saw another film with his son and he's is so tall like his father. He has the dimples just like him. Although he looks more like his mother. I'm so proud of him. I can't believe all these years have passed by so quickly. I've never forgotten Freddie Sr. & it hurt alot when he passed. Such a talented man! The actor Scatman Crothers who played Louie the garbage man said that he use to help Freddie "escape out of the studio" a couple of times because there were always a mob of girls hanging out at the studio (groupies). I "KNOW" if I was there I would've been a groupie too & there are very few men who can make me into a "groupie" because I'm cool, calm & collected! HAHAHAHAHA

I'm kinda new to all this internet stuff, but isn't it possible to e-mail several people at one time? Could that be the solution?

[This message has been edited by MariposaLKB (edited 03-16-2001).]

I'm jealous of you guys who've had Freddie dreams.

The only dream I've had involved me being in my bedroom, and the only difference between that and real life were there were pictures of Freddie Prinze on the wall. I think that's my subconscious mind's way of saying Freddie's not with us anymore. If anyone can suggest some hypnosis or something to break through this, I'd be glad to know!

I had a dream about Freddie yesterday when I was napping. In it I went to an old antiques place & found some old magaiznes with Freddie in them. One of them was put out after he died & had lots of pics both color & bw in them. In it it said that Freedie & Kathy use to dress up alot when they went out & it showed a pic of them going out all dressed up. Freddie ahd on a fancy suit & Kathy had on a fancy looking dress & the caption under it said they dressed up whenever they went out. In it was a pic of Freddie that was taken at one his last live performances just days before he died. In the pic he was wearing a fancy looking tux with a bow tie & was wearing a hanky in the pocket of the tuxes jacket. It was one of those triangle shaped hankys if ya know what I mean. He looked really good in the pic but looked really adult. I bought all the magazines & then the dream ended.

What's hubba hubba club? where/how do i sign up. I can't believe i've missed all this!!!!!!!

Hi,
I don't recall either about a hubba hubba club . But I'd like to join ! As for my dreams . I have one that always pops up . About Chico and I working together. dating secretly without anyone knowing. Because you know how people talk at work. Then when the company Chritmas party arives. Chico and I arrive seperatly. Then a certain song starts to play during the dance. Chico is at the bar socializing with other co-workers. I go up to Chico and say "dance with me Chico!" .Chico then replys," You got it Momma!" We then walk arm and arm to the dance floor. KC and the Sunshine's ' Do a little dance, make a litle love , get down tonight is playing. We then "cut a rug" so to speak . People that we work with are freaking out. Because we are getting busy on the dance floor ! The the following work day Chico and I come in to work. Everybody and there grandmother is wanting to know what brought all that on. ! LOL.

There was a topic on here called club HUBBA HUBBA or smeothing like that. Just go back & look at older posts & you'll see it. Very interesting! http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/smile.gif

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I've only had one dream I remember about Freddie; it was so vivid! In it, after hanging out with him all day, I finally get the courage to tell him what's going to happen to him in the future; to warn him that he will shoot himself and die, and NOT to do it. He looks at me and says "I don't believe you".
The moment he said that, I realized that nothing would change, he would not heed my
warning, and that he was still dead. Then I woke up......It was a good dream and it was kind of a bad dream too http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/frown.gif ......

I have had some sweet dreams of our Freddie, but I had one dream about a month ago that I just told some of the others about on the IM conference that I think I think I would like to share here. I dreamed that I went in search of Freddie's mom to ask her about Freddie. I found her in California, in the house Freddie bought for her (Although I'm sure she doesn't live there anymore, it's a dream after all!) I told her that I was a mom, too, of a 20 year old son and could see a lot of Freddie in him, not looks, but character. I talked to her for hours, drinking lemonade at her kitchen table as she recounted stories of Freddie growing up and his stardom. She warned me to be an active part of my son's life, that the one thing she regretted was not always being able to be there when Freddie needed her. I told her about the interest in her son on the internet and how he still has many fans today. She smiled and went to her desk and unlocked a drawer and handed me Freddie's journal and Bible (again an inconsistancy, since I have learned recently he was burried with his Bible). She told me she figured she was not going to live too much longer and wanted a true fan and friend of Freddie's to finally have them and share what was inside them with other fans so we could see who Freddie really was. The dream then ended. Boy, I wish it was a true one!

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[This message has been edited by Luckymama58 (edited 07-29-2001).]

Neat dream! http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/smile.gif

I had a dream about Freddie last night. This is the first time I remember having a full-length dream with Freddie in it. I know I have had others, just brief flashes that I can't remember. This one was in a room like a restaurant with wood panelled walls that had been painted white, and round tables all over. It was small and there was a stage at the back as I walked in. I was dressed in a formal dress, red and strapless like Scarlett’s in “Gone with the Wind” when Rhett carries her up the stairs, and I seated myself at a table in the back--there didn't seem to be any waiters. There were people at the other tables but it was quiet except for background music. Then the music got louder and a door to my left opened. I hadn't noticed it was there before. Out came Freddie looking very happy and beautiful in his black tux. He ran up the steps at the side of the stage to center stage. He did jokes, sang and played guitar--I think he sang "Dulcinea" from "Man of La Mancha" last, but that is all I remember of the jokes or songs. Everyone gave him a standing ovation when it was over, and I got up to leave. Freddie came down off the stage running and almost knocked me down. He helped me get steady on my feet again and apologized profusely. Then he invited me to go through that same hidden door with him and we ended up in his dressing room. Freddie was taking off his jacket as he closed the door. He had on the kind of bowtie that you have to tie yourself and was working on that after the door closed. We sat on a red velvet couch, Freddie sitting close to me and putting his head on my shoulder. That is where I woke up. It dawned on me later that the place this happened was the house at Malabar Farm, a state park I visited recently. I realized that the "restaurant" was the foyer there, the stage was set up between the two staircases, and his dressing room was the bedroom on the first floor.


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"A friend is faithful, trusting, and helpful, someone that realizes your imperfections and stands by you."--Freddie Prinze



[This message has been edited by MariposaLKB (edited 08-04-2001).]

Oooh, mariposa, what a wonderful, sexy dream! http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/eyes.gif I wonder what you two would have done if you hadn't woken up! http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/grineyes.gif Isn't that always the way with dreams, though, ending at the good parts!
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I had another drem of Freddie a few days back. Without getting too deep into the dream, I was just wondering if anybody else has had a dream of Freddie where he's been less than healthy? The dream I had the other night depicted a Freddie that was not so healthy...it was a sad and confusing dream, to say the least.

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Chico: Age before beauty.
Ed Brown: Pearls before swines.

Oh wow, neat dream! I'd love to hear your dream too. I had a neat dream of him the other nite. Freddie appears to me & he is dressed in one of those studded Puerto-Rican as I call them suits like he used to wear. He says "Looking Good! Looking Good!" & then he fades away & the dream ends. Later that nite I dreamed that Maria wrote an article in amgazine or something that had some good Religious stuff in it. She also explained why what happened to Freddie happened to him & then it ended...

Yeah Luckymama, it figures at that point my husband shook me and woke me up, like he could read what was going on in my dreams LOL!

http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/crying.gif As for dreams in which Freddie's health was in question, I think this qualifies--after watching the E! True Hollywood Story, near the end of which was a reenactment of Freddie's death, I had nightmares in which all I saw were hands holding a gun! The casting people had found someone with hands so much like Freddie's--large, with bronze skin and long, graceful fingers--that it was frightening. I guess that is the ultimate in his health being poor--his mental state at that moment had to have been at its worst.

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It seems like the last two dreams I had about Freddie...there was this emptiness in his eyes...it was so sad.
I would much prefer to have a happy Freddie dream...

Hubby is out of town for a few nights, so I guess that's when I have my best dreams about Freddie, cause I had another one last night. http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/smile.gif

Last night I dreamt that I was an old friend from Freddie's neighborhood where he grew up. I actually lived in the same building in Washington Heights. We had been really close growing up, almost like brother and sister. When he went to LA and started to make it big, he invited me out to visit him on his 20th birthday. I flew out for the week. I had just turned 19 a few weeks before, so it was to be a joint birthday celebration. He had remarked how much I had changed in the few months he had been gone, but he hadn't changed all that much. He took me to Disneyland and to see all the usual tourist sites in LA. We went to dinner for his birthday. He didn't have to work the week I was there, but he took me by the studio to see where the show was taped. He said that the show was scheduled to start in the fall, but was able to sweet talk a technician into letting me preview the pilot in a screening room of NBC. The whole time I was there, I stayed in his bedroom and he slept on the sofa. He and I still treated each other like brother and sister until we decided to go to the beach one day. I was laughing and kidding around with him, like I had all that week, talking about the old days and stuff, when I took off my oversized beach shirt and he saw me in my swim suit, something in him changed toward me. I plopped down next to him and asked him to put lotion on my back . He did this, but became strangely quiet. After he was finished, I turned to thank him and he reached over and kissed me. Out of the blue, just like that. And it wasn't a peck either, but a full blown kiss. I backed away from him and asked what that was all about, and he said that he had been very lonely since coming to LA and he never realized it before, but I had grown into a beautiful young woman and he couldn't help himself, that he thought he might be having these feelings for me. I said, "get out of here, really?" and he told me not to laugh, that we were such good friends, couldn't we be something more too! Then the alarm woke me up! http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/frown.gif




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Originally posted by Luckymama58:
I hope it's not too late to join the club. I too remember Freddie when I was a teenager (I was 18 and in college when he passed.) I always thought he was hot and now that TV land has brought back all of those great dreams I had and added new ones. My daughter, who is 16 and a Jr. fan, thinks I'm nuts but my 12 year old enjoys the show with me. (although not for the same reason!)
I hope there is a little water left to throw on Me!

Luckymama58

I to have a 16 year old.She likes his son and I adore his dad. :)what a man....!

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Mmmmmm, what a sweet dream, Luckymama! I would've smashed that alarm clock against the wall and gone back to sleep for a steamy "part 2" of that dream! http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/blush.gif

I had a really bad dream about him the other day. He had died & was laying dead on a morgue table & the corner was saying something about him being dead. It was soo sad & sooo scary... http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/frown.gif

This is a post from the vacationing Cheryl:

I got up at 5 am to watch CATM. When I saw that it was the ED TALKS TO GOD episode, I realized Freddie is gonna die soon & there is only 1 more Freddie episode left to be shown on there. It upset me so bad & made me so sad that I got to crying thru the whole rest of the show. By the end of the show I'd gone thru 3 hanky's. I noticed some really sad stuff on there. He was wearing again the blue chambray shirt with the numbers on the back of it like they have on prison convicts shirts. That was so sad to know he spent his last days wearing a prison convicts shirt when he had so many pretty clothes. I wonder why they would do that to him in his last days. I also noticed when he holds the knife in his hand & tells Ed here is a good spot that he looks at it & I can't help but wonder if right then he was contemplating suicide. So sad. http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/frown.gif After the show ended, I went back to bed & was still crying over him & wound up on hanky #4. I think I cried myself to sleep over him. I wanted so bad for my hubby Mike to hold me & comfort me but he was asleep & I didn't want to disturb him.

I dreamed about Freddie all nite. Can't remember all of the dreams. I do remember the last one. They had this ad on TVLAND for CATM & in it it says Ed Brown is a good cook & Chico loves Ed Browns good home cooking. Ed fixes dinner in the ad & Chico goes out & brings home dinner. He rides on this tractor to get it because they were fixing this tractor. Ed asks him why is he fixing a tractor when no one in LA would need one of those. & Chico says don't you know they are starting to use tractors here now & we are now in the tractor fixing business too? He tells Ed he's brought dinner home. Ed says he shouldn't have & there was no need to cuz he had cooked dinner already. Chico says I'm not eating that stuff & says Ed isn't a good cook. Then it goes "watch Chico & The Man where you can come & get Ed Brown's good home cooking". WOW what a dream... Tomorrow morning is the PADRE episode I think. That will be sooo sad too. I miss you Freddie even though I didn't know you...



[This message has been edited by Luckymama58 (edited 08-17-2001).]

I have been having this day dream that started as a real dream and has continued for the past two days.....I have dreamed about being 18 again and deciding, instead of going to college in West Virginia, I traveled to Los Angeles to work at NBC studios. I start on the CATM show just as it is starting in it's third season. I am hired to play random bit parts...walk on's, I think they call them. It is around this time that Freddie is going through the worst of his problems in his personal life. It is in this atmosphere that we strike up a friendship. He seemed to always be needing a shoulder to cry on and an ear to listen to him, and I didn't mind being there for him. The relationship is strictly platonic. He is really struggling with the drugs at this time too, using them to numb the pain of feeling so lonely.... I suggest to him one evening, as we are at a resturant getting a bite ot eat after work, that he could come and stay at my house, since I have an extra room. He agrees and while he is there he shares with me that he really wants to back off the drugs, but doesn't think he can. I told him that I was his friend and that I would always be there for him, that he didn't have to feel lonely any more. I really liked him for who he was, not what he was. We had many long conversations about all kinds of things and we seem to bond cause we both grew up in NYC. I was finally able to convince him to let me handle his medications and that I could wean him off of them if he trusted me. He let me have all the pills and I went to a pharmicist and had them make up placebos that looked just like the qualuude pills he was taking. I was able to slip some of these to him instead of the real thing at regular intervals until he was eventually off the drugs. I convinced him that maybe the people around him didn't have his best interests in mind, so he hired me to be his personal assistant and I was able to find honest, hard working people to manage his money and career. The divorce went through and I helped him get throught the pain of that. Eventually, after a year of being friends and living under the same roof, Freddie realized he was feeling more than a friendship bond with me. I asked him if it was really me he was falling in love with, or just the fact that he had not been with a woman for a long time and I was available and close. I told him that I did love him, almost from the start, but realized that he need a friend, not another lover in his life. I needed to be sure he really felt love for me before I was able to open up to the possibility of loving him back and risk being hurt if it really wasn't the real thing. I cherished our friendship too much to lose it to a love that wasn't real. He thought long and hard about it. Then he told me that he really cared for me, that it was love not lust. He said that he had tried marrying a lover, now maybe he should try marrying a best friend! Boy do I wish that dream was the real thing!

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Do not judge a man until you have walked a mile in his moccasins...Old Indian Proverb

I wish a person can chooze their own dreams,Freddie would always be in mine.I had a dream I saw Freddie jr. and my teenage daughter was getting his autograph along with a bunch of other teenagers,and I was saying do you guys know who his father was?and people were saying no so I stood there telling about him and his talent, feeling VERY old lol but Jr listened and smiled.

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Luckymama, all I can say is this is the most beautiful and sweet dream!

BEAUTIFUL and SWEET = FREDDIE!

This wasn't a sweet dream, this was a scary one & hadme so upset I jsut had to share with someone...

I had a really sad & horrible dream about Freddie. I think it was caused by me watching the E-Story on tv Fri. I dreamed that I was watching the E-Story on tv & the sad parts where he dies & they show the funeral came on & I cried during the sad parts. Then I was there with Freddie when he was about to commit suicide & he starts to kill himself right in front of me. I start screaming & crying hysterically. I'm yelling "No, No don't do it! Please don't kill yourself. You have a lot to live for. There are people who love you & care about you." But he wouldn't listen to me & just ignored me. He kept killing himself over & over shooting himself over & over. I was crying &sobbing hysterically clutching a hanky in my hand. I kept screaming for him to please, please please don't kill yourself & telling him I cared about him. But he didn't listen & he died. It was sooo sad. I went to his funeral & am standing outside the church with a whole bunch of onlookers watching the funeral & I'm crying & upset. Freddie's Mom Maria walks by & I tell her I am so sorry your son died, I tried to help him & stop him but he wouldn't listen. & Then I see the NYC Trade Tower buildings & they start to fall down & crumble to the ground like on tv. I think the reason the Trade Tower buildings were in my dream was that I had been seeing al this sad stuff about the NYC Trade Towers Tragedy on the news Fri. Like on the news they showed part of a funeral of someone who got killed in the Pentagon & then I saw a lot of the Benefit for the NYC tragedy on tv. It was a sad dream. It upset me sooo bad when I woke up. I think it made me cry when I woke up. I sure hope my future dreams of Freddie are much happier than this one...

Wow-what a sad dream! I guess when your'e bombarded with sad and depressing stories and bad news, it's natural to have disturbing dreams like that---I guess it's just the mind's way of trying to process all that information and make sense of it all.

Kinda reminds me of the dream I had where I went back in time to warn Freddie not to kill himself, but he wouldn't listen and then he had to go back to being dead. http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/frown.gif

Hey, yall, I know everyone by now has the very sad news of CATM's demise on TV Land. http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/mad.gif http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/crying.gif I couldn't stop thinking about it as I went to sleep last night, but it led to a sweet dream that I hope comes true. I dreamed that Mariposa left me an e-mail saying that she saw that CATM had been moved to Nick at Night in the 8 o'clock time slot...PRIME TIME!!! OMG I only wish that this were true! We need to do what ever it takes to get our beloved show back on the airwaves. I cannot believe the licence for the show has run out at TV Land....the usual excuse for pulling the plug on a show. It's only been on for 9 months. Who signs a licence for nine months? And if this is not the reason, someone has some 'splainin to do! We need to storm TV Land's corporate headquarters with letters, e-mails and petitions. Our Chico army must mobilize the troops for an all out assault! We cannot let them take our beloved Chico without a fight! We want Chico, We want Chico!

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[This message has been edited by Luckymama58 (edited 09-25-2001).]

OMG I had a wonderful dream last night !!!!
I dreamt that I had gotten back from church one Sunday and turned on the TV and there was this program on about how Latino's have influenced our language and culture. It was narrated by Barbara Walters. The opening segment was all on Freddie! They showed a lot about his career, but the most incredible part was an appearance he supposedly did (This is fictional...a dream remember) on some variety show where he is dressed up like Elvis in a white jumpsuit and has a white guitar hanging from around his neck. He says something like "Well here is my grand entrance" and he is standing on a small wooden swing and he is swung out over the audience in a circular pattern from right to left. As he is soaring over the audience he leans back and literally flies on his back smiling at the audience as he sails over them... I don't know how the trick was pulled off but he is laughing and the audience is going wild over him. He is then brought back to the stage and the TV segment goes on about his career and influence on our language until they get to his death and then the show continues with someone else. The whole time I was watching the show, I remember kicking myself for not taping this show. There were clips of his jokes, and him singing, I seem to recall. It seemed like a really cool show. The whole show seemed like I was really watching it...I really didn't know I was dreaming until one of the later segments...not with Freddie, later, had something violent happen in it and I was startled out of sleep by the alarm clock ringing. It was then that I realized I had dreamt the whole show. That fly by segment was the clearest thing I remember...he looked just like he did in the retirement episode! OMG..

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[This message has been edited by Luckymama58 (edited 10-30-2001).]

Neat dream!

I had one recently. I dreamed that CATM came back on tv on a Mexican station that you could get on satellite dishes & I was able to get it on my dish. I started watching it every day on there. It was all dubbed in Spanish so we couldn't heard Freddie's voice & I was sorry I couldn't hear his voice but you could tell what was going on by watching. In the middle of it was an ad for the show which showed some scenes fromt he show I had never seen before. One scene was of Chico standing there crying & clutching his hanky in his hand crying over some girl who had broke up with him on the show & he's crying to Ed over it. You saw Chico standing there clutching his hanky in his hand & crying & wailing in Sanish to Ed. I said to my hubby Mike that I was gonna have to write about this on the Sitcoms CATM boards. http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/smile.gif If only this dream were true! http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/smile.gif

Thanks for dreaming those Freddie dreams everyone. We have him on our mind so much. http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/crying.gif

I recently had another dream about Freddie. In this one Jack Albertson hadn't died & was still living & MIke & I got to meet him & becaome friends with him. He was like a Grandpa to us. One day we are at Jacks house watching old CATM videos with him & they are all of episodes I've never seen before in my life.

This one epsiode was a sad one where they flashbacked on old episodes with Freddie in them &none of these were any I'd ever seen before. It was sooo sad. I cried & cried watching it & had the hankys going. Jack said don't cry that even tho it was sad it couldn't be helped that he had died. He said that Freddie couldn't have stopped his death even if he wanted to. I wondered why couldn't he have stopped his own death. I still cried & cried anyway & was sooo sad.

In the episode they flashbacked on an episode with Freddie in it where Ed used to play a game with Dellas sister, I think he used to go bowling with Dellas sister & Louie. Della told Ed she couldn't believe it that he would bowl with her sister. Well one nite Ed asks Chico to go with them (Him, Louie & Dellas sister). So Chico decides to go with them. He gets all dressed up in a suit with no tie like he used to do. His suit coat has a floral print on it with gold & silver flowers & it was a new suit. Ed asks Chico how come he is all dressed up just to go bowling. Chico says he might meet a girl & had to look good for the girls & Loooking Goood.

Well Chico got some grease all over his hands & wasn't near a bathroom either & needed to get it off his hands & was so afraid it would get on his new suit. So Chico reaches in his pants pocket & gets out his hankerchief & starts wiping the grease off his hands with it. Ed sees this & tells Chico he's getting grease all over his hankerchief. Chico says he'd much rather get grease on his hankerchief than his suit because at least he can wash his hankerchief & wash it out but with his suit if he got grease on it he couldn't wash it & it'd probably be ruined.

They continue to show flashbacks of Freddie from CATM episodes I've never seen before. It is sooo sad & I sat there & just cried & cried while we were watching it with Jack. I was sooo sad over Freddie having died. The dream finally ended...

I had a coupla dreams about Freddie Fri. nite.

In the first one Freddie is standing on a street sidewalk crying just crying his eyes out. He's holding a disposable paper hankerchief (one of those disposable hankerchiefs made of paper stuff where ya pitch it in the trash when it's all used up like ya would with a kleenex) & wiping his eyes with it. He keeps dabbing at his eyes with the hanky. He's upset & heartbroken because Kathy had just broken up with him & left him & was divorcing him. 2 people walk down the street & see him but they don't come over to comfort him. One of them says "Look at that guy over there. He's crying & using a kleenex". the 2nd person said "Naw he's using a hanky one of those disposable hankies". People walk on by but no one comes over to comfort him.

I am standing a distance away from Freddie & see him crying & wiping his eyes with his hanky & my heart just goes out to him. I want to go over to him & comfort him & am wondering how to do that without scaring him off. So I go over to Freddie & I ask him Hi Honey what's wrong honey? Is there anything I can do to help? Freddie just bursts into tears & starts sobbing his eyes out sobbing in his hanky. I put my arm around him & say it's okay honey. Freddie starts telling me all about how Kathy left him & is gonna divorce him & how she broke his heart so bad. He's wiping his eyes with his hanky. I said don't cry honey everything's gonna be alright. Freddie's wiping his eyes with his hanky & he says that ever since she left him & broke his heart "I've been going thru lots of kleenex, I mean hankies, I've been crying so much". When he talks he is talking in a Spanish accent. I tell him that I care about him & that he is a sweet Puertorican boy. He starts going on & on about how she broke his heart & really hurt him & he's just sobbing his eyes out. I put my arms around him & hug him trying to comfort him. He says that he can't go on anymore & doesn't think he can go on anymore. I said no honey there are people who love you & care about you. People who don't even know you love you & care about you. He's crying & just sobbing in his hanky & he says while crying that he can't go on anymore. I'm hugging him & trying to comfort him. I tell him that people do care but he's sobbing so hard. I have no idea how it ended tho.

Then the next dream was one where I went into a store that was run by 3 young Puertorican girls. When I walked into the store even tho I hadn't mentioned a thing about Freddie they all start singing the CATM theme song & start talking about how hot Freddie is. I'm wondering why they did that when I hadn't mentioned a thing about Freddie.

& Those where my latest dreams...

I had a cool CATM dream the other night. I dreamt that Ed was fixing a car for some crazy Chicano woman and I worked in the garage with Chico and Ed. The lady said Ed didn't do a good job and her husband was a cop. The cop came into the garage to speak to (holler at) Ed and for some reason he didn't want us there to hear it. So Chico took me into a back room, that was really two rooms that opened out to each other. The first was a large laundry room and the second had a sofa and dinette table in it. the door to this place was on the side of the garage near the little front door. As soon as Chico dragged me in there, he started kissing me, very passionately, but not really french kissing, mostly using his lips, very hard. I could actually feel the kisses (something I have never experienced in a dream, feeling anything) I was take by surprise by this behavior, since I got the impression we had been nothing but co workers up to this point. Then he asked me to marry him and I said we could convert these two rooms into an apartment for us and then I woke up.
MMmmm I can still feel that kiss! :happyface :crazy: :kiss:

WoW What a dream......... I wish I was the one who dreamt it. LOL................ :happyface :loveya: :rotflmao: :rotflmao: :sleep2:

Sounds like you had a much happier dream that I did. Neat dream! :)

Last nite I had a dream about Freddie In it he had lvied & not died & had been okay. Well he got diabetes really bad like his mom Maria. He got so sick with it that he was dying from it. When I read that he had gotten diabetes, I cried it upset me so bad. I think I wrote him encouraging him with it & tell him that I & my hubby Mike were both diabetics. He later died of diabetes & it was in the news that he had died of diabetes. It hurt me so bad him dying of diabetes that I just cried & cried & cried. I'm suspecting this dream was brought on my finding out that Maria has diabetes. I have a feeling that if Freddie had lived he would've gotten diabetes too. :(

I had a dream last night about my being a part of a workshop for young comedians. I was one of the old timers giving the workshop. In the dream I was a famous comedian. I remember one female in among all these males wannabees. I kinda took her under my wing, since I seemed to be the only female on the panel as well. At the end of the workshop, each of the presenters and then the students had to present a small bit of their material. At the end of my spot I looked to heaven, put my hand to my lips and blew a kiss heavenward. I said, "Good night, my Prinze, gracias." The girl I was mentoring asked me later why I did that after every performance, since that was my trademark closing. I told her about Freddie and how I felt he was my inspiration for my comedy, not so much for material, but for his comedic spirit in me. It was a neat dream!

The other night I had a dream where they had a special on Freddie on TV & it was hosted by Jay Leno. It was all about his life & carrerr, paying tribute to him & they treated his death in a revernt way not sensationalized like E TRUE HOLLYWOOD STORY did. It was so sweet touching & sad. I cried & cried watching it just going thru the hankies. Folks wrote here on the SITCOMS boards about it. People were writing how good it was & how they cried & cried too when watching it...

Would you belive my hubby Mike told me had had a Freddie Dream. He dreamed he was in a DEAN MARTIN ROASTS with Freddie, Dean Martin, Frank Sinatra, Don Rickles, Joey Bishop etc & they were roasting Totie Fields & she looked like Rosie O'Donnell. Freddie did LOOKING GOOD in it & wore a tux. Hey I was supposed to dream that! LOL!

Last night, I had a dream that he helped me and my friend Kristen across Madison Avenue, In Albany. We wanted to go to the museum and in my dream the traffic light was busted and there was no cop there. So Freddie stopped traffic and led us to safety. I was starstruck and Kristen played it cool. She was like "Thank you so much Mr. Prinze." He told us to call him Freddie and kissed our hands. Stupid Alarm woke me up.

I had a horrible nightmare about Freddie the other nite. :( I dreamed that people kept saying over & over that he was a nut cuz he'd killed himself. It was in all the papers & magazines where people were saying he was a nut who killed himself. I kept saying no he wasn't a nut for killing himself over & over & was so upset over it. It kept recurring over & over. Boy was I glad to wake up from it. After I woke up from it it had me so upset that I got to crying & had to get a hanky.

I know why I dreamed that dream. :( I do these message boards on Free Internet which have been very helpful to me & the folks there have been nice to me. The message boards have where you can post pics on there like you can here & where you can set up a signature to go on all you posts like on here. On most of the message boards I do where you can have a signature I had it set up with a spiritual quote by Arlo. I decided to add a spiritual quote by Freddie on to my signatures now that I am into him too now. So I recently added the spiritual quote by Freddie onto my signature on the free internet message boards.

Since some of the other folks on the boards had posted pictures of different stuff with their posts, I posted a pic of Freddie in one of my posts. Someone wrote on there great pic & they liked the show. Someone else wrote part of the CATM theme song ont her eas if they liked the show too...

Well the other day in a topic on free e-mail, after I had written in response to the topic, someone wrote on there that they didn't think suicide was an acceptable way to meet the Savior. They said they could go on & on but wouldn't since it'd be too off topic. Kinda insinuating Freddie might not've made it to heaven. It made me so sad.

So I wrote back on there that I think Freddie is in heaven now because he accepted Jesus as his Savior & that I think he was a wonderful man. I said the reason he killed himself was he was going thru alot of problems like his wife divorcing him which broke his heart & he felt he couldn't go on. I said it was so sad...

Well out of the woodwork came several folks jumping on Freddie's case! They acted like Freddie was some kinda nut for committing suicide. One or 2 of them made a comment like Well it's a good thing we don't have as bad a problems as he did or something to the effect of his problems weren't that bad or good thing the rest of us don't have any problems.

Then someone put on there some pictures of people like cartoon type people crying & a picture of a person crying with the words sob story on it. Then someone wrote you guys crack me up on there last thing written on there. Even stranger yet, I think one of these people who wrote this derogatory stuff about him was the one that had quoted the CATM theme song a few weeks ago & acted okay about Freddie then...

As you can imagine this really upset & hurt me to read all that. I cried it was so upsetting. I didn't write back in reponse cuz not only would it've been way off topic but I was afraid people might start arguing on there about him or people would go on & on with it just upsetting me furthur. I couldn't bear to see anymore bad stuff about our Prinze on there. Fortunately no one else has written on that topic so far. Whew. I wonder if they realized that what they wrote was very upsetting & hurtful & sad. There used to be an old saying that went like that if you can't say something nice don't say anything at all & another old saying didn't your mama tell you that it's bad to speak ill of the dead.

I am suspecting that's what made me had the bad nightmare about him. I sure hope I don't have anymore bad dreams like that... :crying:

That's awful Cheryl, I hope you don't have another bad dream like that. I don't think he was a nut or that he didn't make it into heaven. I think he's up there with Jack and Scatman. He was so hurt and sad that he just couldn't go on anymore. He ended the pain in the only way he thought he could. We all wish that he could've found another way and will always miss him. I'm sorry to hear that it upset you the way it did. People just don't think before they type, do they. He was the best.

He sure was Luvnjuan! Alot of people just don't understand but, Hey that's life. One thing about us we always come to his defense. We may not agree about what he's done, but we know he was a young man who needed help and there was none for him. :crying:

Yeah, this had me really upset & in tears. They should think first before posting. They never stopped to realize that he is a human being with a heart & a soul, someones son, someones father & people love him. Common sense would've told them that if I had a quote by Freddie in my signature that obviously I cared about him & it would upset me to read bad stuff about him like that but I guess people don't care out there... I just hope I can forget about it soon cuz it's too nitemarish & sad for me. :crying:

I agree with you all. People should engage their brains before they put their mouth (or fingers) in gear!
BTW I was reading this week's addition of TV Guide, the article about the Sheens. These are two actors I admire and it was so refreshing to read how they helped each other through their hard times and battles with their own personal demons. All I could think as I read Charlie's part of the interview though was, why couldn't Freddie have had some one like Martin in his life. It sounds like Charlie was operating a lot like Freddie was (mindset) It is a crying shame! I'm happy for Charlie. I'm glad there are people who are getting help. I just wish Freddie did! :crying:

WoW!! How right you are about Martin and Charlie............. His father really helped him turn his life around. He came to the forefront about drugs. Charlie was just too much. He was so promiscuous too. Poor Caroll O'Connor............ I felt so bad for him. He could not save his poor son.

I had a wonderful dream about Freddie yesterday! :) :heart: I know someone is gonna be sooo jealous... :)

I dreamed he was on a tv show singing a romantic love song. It was a 50's type doo-wop type tune similar to the 50's type thing about car parts he sang on a CATM epsiode except it was a love song. He was wearing a nice suit & looked similar to this:

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When he was singing the song he got all touched & ya know how he cried easily? Well he got all touched & wound up with tears in his eyes while singing it. By the time he had finished the song he was crying & had tears coming out his eyes. He reached in his pants pocket & got out his hankerchief & started wiping the tears from his eyes with it. I think his hanky was made out of this silk material & it was a pretty aqua color. It was so sweet how he was wiping the tears from his eyes like that while finishing up the song. I'm thinking what a sweet & romantic man! Oh how sweet he is! Then I woke up. Darn! :)

WoW I can picture him singing and crying........ :crying: He looks mighty fine in that picture Cheryl..... :D

What a neat dream, Cheryl! There's something sexy about a man who's not afraid to cry!

Yeah that was a neat dream! :) One thing I really like about Freddie was that in real life he wasn't afraid to show his feelings & cry. I read that he cried easily & would cry at sad movies (I read that his mom would find him sobbing in his hanky when watching a sad movie), sad songs etc, weddings (Aww that's so sweet), funerals etc. I read where he cried when he got married, cried when He was in Ray Andrade (CATM producers) wedding & they said the vows, cried when the baby was born, cried at his Uncle Mangos funeral (read that he sobbed his eyes out during the service) & cried when a girl would hurt him or break up with him. He sounds like such a sweet & romantic guy! :heart: sigh... :heart:

I had another dream about Freddie last nite. I dreamed Tony Orlando did a concert & he sang in it TIE A YELLOW RIBBON ROUND THE OLD OAK TREE. He asked Freddie to come out on stage & sing it with him (I was at the show). & Freddie did. Tony said make a big welcome for my friend Mr Freddie Prinze! Freddie had on a nice black suit. The crowd cheered for him as they did the duo. After that Tony Orlando sang one verse of the CATM theme song. He had after that Freddie continue singing the whole song from beginning to end. Freddie was singing the song more like Sammy Davis Jrs version of it. When Freddie started singing the part about "Thing will get better oh yes they will for Chico and the Man" he got tears in his eyes. When he finished singing the song the crowd went wild cheering. Freddie got tears in his eyes & brushed them away with the back of his hand. There was more but I don't remember it tho...

Cheryl, that is sooo cool! I know Freddie sang a couple of times on Tony's TV show (wish I had seen those!), and many times I have dreamt about him singing. He had such a sweet singing voice with a wonderful range! I had never thought of him singing the CATM theme himself, but oooooh wouldn't that have been great!

My most recent dream about Freddie was a while ago, but I didn't post it because it was not sweet at first--in fact, it was very frightening in the beginning! I had to get over the trauma before I could post it! In this dream I was evidently a science teacher in a high school and Freddie was a student (he was maybe 16 and I was in my first teaching job out of college). We were working with bucketfuls of leeches for some reason and they attacked me--especially my face! OMG!!! Freddie actually picked me up (I was much thinner than I am now LOL!) and carried me, running out of the school.

Outside, the building had the appearance of a high-rise hotel with a portico, and a long white limo was just pulling up and a bride and groom getting out to attend their wedding reception there LOL! Freddie was holding me very tight and stroking my hair as I cried hysterically, and suddenly he was kissing me! He didn't have a mustache yet, and I could actually feel his lips and tongue, and (pardon me if this is gross) how much saliva was being exchanged LOL! It was alot! I was also stroking his hair, which was very long and sooo soft! That is when I woke up, more terrified by the leeches than excited by the kissing!

I had a kissing dream with Freddie too. Somewhere in this thread. Didn't he kiss good Butterfly?

The leeches scared me just reading about your dream. :eek: :eek: :eek:

Oh yes JennyLee, he was a WONDERFUL kisser, no question about it! Sorry about the scary part of the dream, but I figured everyone would appreciate the way Freddie rescued me and calmed me down LOL! I remember your dream very well, it was thrilling just to read that one!

Well, if your going to be covered with leeches, who better than Freddie to make it all O.K. again!? lol! I love having dreams about Freddie, no matter what other weird things are involved...

I had a dream once that I didn't mention 'cause I forgot most of it..but the one thing I remember about it was the passionate kiss Freddie and I had; and I remember stroking his hair and the side of his face and running my fingers through that long, beautiful black hair!

And I read this before dinner LOL! Glad mine was a sweet dream. :)

I had another dream of Freddie last night but, I can't remember it well. All I remembered is that he was doing his show Chico and the Man. It was a show we never saw. I saw him sitting in a chair on the right hand side of the studio. He was sitting in front of a table. Then the dream went POOF. :sleep2:

I fell asleep on the couch for a bit earlier this afternoon & had a dream about Freddie. In it I was reading an article on him in an issue of the NATIONAL ENQUIRER. It had a very sexy picture of him with it. In it it said Kathy was divorcing him & he was very heartbroken over it. It said that when he was out somewhere the other nite, someone saw him there & he was crying over his divorce papers. They said he was just so heartbroken & over his divorce & crying over it. The article said it was reported that the person who saw him crying over the divorce papers noticed he was crying so hard he was crying in a large hankerchief & boo-hooing pretty hard. They said the person said it was such a shame about him cuz he was such a nice person & could have any girl he wanted. The article said that he would soon be on the market again & available to any girl he wanted.

Then after that in my dream I heard someone singing to the tune of the old 50's & 60's rock & roll song LOUIE, LOUIE, the words Screwy Louie. I said that the only Louie I knew was Scatman Crowthers.

Our niece & her hubby who are from Ohio are staying with us this week & visiting us. When I woke up from my Freddie dream she said she saw me when I was dreaming & I had a smile on my face & was grinning looking like I was really happy. :)

I don't know if it is because we have been talking a lot lately about Freddie's other work or not, but I had a dream last night that has me wishing very hard it would be true. I dreamed that I went out to CA and visited the NBC studios. In the course of the tour, I discovered where the vaults were located. I became friends with one of the guys who worked there. I worked out a deal with him, that if he could find anything that Freddie was in and was able to burn these onto DVD, that I would sell them for him and we would split the profits 50/50. He didn't want to do this but agreed to sell me the DVD's once he made them for about half of what I make in a year teaching. I was desperate, so I bought them. Then I bought myself a DVD burner and e-mailed all my Freddie friends. I told them that if I were to sell these on the open market, I could go to jail, but I had bootleg DVD's of Freddie and was looking to recoop some of what I spent on them. I had the 63 episodes of CATM, un-cut and commercial free going for $500, all of Freddie's appearances on the Tonight Show going for $100, A copy of the Million Dollar Rip off for $50 and the appearances of Freddie on the TOAD show for $50. There was one more DVD that had miscellaneous appearances on other shows going for $50 as well. Many of you were able to order secretly from me. This guy later got his hands on the HBO special too and that went for $100. I know that these prices seem steep, but in the dream I was living in mortal terror of being found out and going to jail for selling these things! :eek: Is this a weird dream or what! The only good part was that we all were enjoying Freddie like never before! MMMMM :happyface I only wish there were a way to obtain all of this legally for real. Wouldn't that be heaven, right ladies? ;)

Well I had another dream the other night and it was a doosy. I am posting here as a narrative. I am the girl in the dream BTW but I gave her a pseudonym. I hope people won't take offense by some of the events in the dream.... it is a dream after all and we don't always have control over them. The reason this is told from Freddie's POV but in the third person is because I seem to be more in tune with his thoughts and feelings in the dream than my own, for some strange reason:confused: I hope you enjoy this. It is rather long. Sorry.

A what if dream...

Freddie strode frantically throughout the hotel and casino looking for her. “Where in the hell is she when you need her,” he thought to himself. “Biggest night of my life and she is no where to be found.” He continued his search, running into mutual friends along the way. The question he posed was always the same. “Have you seen Cassie?” The answer was always the same. “No, sorry.” Finally, in despair, he gave up and headed for the observatory on the roof of the hotel.
Freddie stood on the edge and looked out over the lights of Las Vegas, gleaming almost as bright as daylight. He had heard that it was the city that never sleeps, and he believed it. Doing shows here for awhile now, he knew the casinos never closed and the crowds never abated. He took a drag of his cigarette and tried to think of his life ahead of him. Smoking was one of his few pleasures and his future wife had already told him in no uncertain terms that he would have to give it up once the baby came. He sighed. Where was Cassie when he needed her the most. No one understood him quite like she did and now that he was having a case of cold feet the night before his wedding, he needed her more than he ever had in his life.
As if to answer his question, she came up from behind him and said, “Mind if I have one of those?”
Freddie turned to her familiar face. All of the questions he wanted to ask her careened like a freight train through his brain. He wanted to ask her where in the hell she had been. But all he could do was hold out his pack of cigarettes to her and remark, “You don’t smoke.”
“I know, but I need one.” Freddie lit it for her and watched as she took a tentative drag on the end. He couldn’t help but smile and even giggle on the inside as she tried hard to suppress the cough that inevitably ensued with every first time smoker. “Not so deep, you have to work your way up to it, get your lungs used to it first.”
“Well I don’t intend on making this a habit. I just know it relaxes you and I thought I could use a bit of that myself tonight. I always enjoyed the aroma when you smoked.” She turned and faced the city, seeming to Freddie that she did not to want to make eye contact with him. He took his cue from her and did the same.
“Renee told me you were looking for me.” Cassie seemed to say these words to the city and not to him.
“Always the master of the understatement,” he thought to himself. Aloud, he just said, “Yea, you could say that.” For some strange reason, he didn’t want her to know the search had been more desperate than she was putting it, more frantic. Yet, somehow he suspected she knew.
They spent a few more minutes in silence, both taking drags on their cigarettes, with Cassie still coughing on almost every drag, and still looking out over the lights of the casinos. Freddie tried to form the question he wanted to ask her and couldn’t think of the words. This wasn’t the first time that had happened to him with her. But in spite of his inability to articulate his feelings into words with her, she always seemed to know just what was on his mind. It was uncanny, really, almost spooky at times, but still, he came to her with his problems. She always seem to know just the right things to say. As if she read his mind, she finally asked, “So why are you marrying her?”
Freddie turned to her and tried to look incredulously at her, but failed, knowing this was his very question. She never looked at him. He knew he needed to give her an answer so he thought of the first thing that came to his mind. “I love her. Why else would I marry her?!” It was too obvious, too pat and he wasn’t even sure it was entirely true. He had spent the last several hours repeating that same answer over and over to himself and he still wasn’t 100% convinced. He thought if he had said it out loud, especially to the one person who saw through him, he would be convinced. He did love his future wife, but.... Freddie’s thoughts were interrupted.
“Well, it seems to me Fredrick Karl, that you have ‘loved’ a lot of women in your short career.” Cassie and his mother were the only two who could get away with calling him by his full given name. Cassie only did it, though, when she was trying to make a point. He got a bit defensive with the way she said the word ‘loved’, like he didn’t know the meaning of the word.
“I know, but she is different than all the others.”
Not missing a beat, and certainly not giving him time to think, she asked the next obvious question. “So how is SHE different.” Again, the way Cassie emphasized the word 'she' made him uncomfortable. Getting a little indignant he answered her, trying to put some excitement into his voice. “Cassie, she is going to be the mother of my kid, for crissake.”
Her eyes never left the skyline and her voice never modulated off of her even tones. Continuing with her quick comebacks she said, “So, you love her more than the others because you knocked her up and now you feel this is reason enough to marry her.”
Tears began to sting in the corners of his eyes. She had always been truthful with him, cutting through his bull**** sometimes, but she had never been cruel. Looking away from her back out over the city, he answered, “That was a ****ty thing to say.”
Cassie looked at him for the first time in their conversation. Freddie sensed she was looking at him, but couldn’t turn to face her. “You know me, I call em like I see em.” She turned once more, this time with her back to the ledge and the city and her neck craned upwards, looking at the few stars bright enough to rival over the brightness of the electric ones.
Freddie turned to look at her and said, “Why are you being so cruel to me, Cassie. You know I was looking for you to help me sort this out.”
Finally she turned to him and for the first time their eyes met. “Freddie, how long have we known each other?”
This question startled him. For the first time in their friendship, he had not anticipated her line of questioning. “I dunno, eight years, I think. Why?”
She sighed. “In the eight years we have known one another, I have learned something very important about you. I know why you are having doubts now, more that you probably do.”
“Yea, smartie, well how about informing me then.” He was beginning to wonder where this was leading.
“Freddie, I have nursed you through several relationships. You know what your problem is?” He couldn’t answer her, but he shook his head, knowing she would tell him. She never pulled any punches in that arena. No one else, not even his mother, could get away with that with him. “Your heart is tied to your penis. I told her she had nothing to fear from me.”
He was hurt and confused all at the same time. “What do you mean by that?”
She paused. He wondered if she finally didn’t know what to answer him. But he soon realized she was trying to find the right words. “Freddie, I think it is about time that you try to sort out your own life. If you want to know the truth, I came up here tonight to tell you goodbye.”
He was floored, a shot below the belt. “What do you mean, goodbye?”
“Freddie, what do you consider me?”
He looked at her puzzled. He hated her riddles, they confused him, but he knew he had to play along. He was desperate, thinking he might be losing her in his life. “Cassie, for the past eight years I have always considered you my best friend. When I came out to LA, no one would follow me, but you did. You have always been there to help me sort out my life when I had big decisions to make. You have a very level head, and I have learned to count on that in my life. Why are you telling me goodbye, especially now that I need you the most?”
She smiled and lowered her head, slowly shaking it back and forth. “Freddie, sometimes you are still a little boy in a man’s body. Doncha know that you can’t have a wife and a best friend at the same time.”
“Whadda mean?”
She looked him in the eye and said, “Truth?”
He tried to look demandingly at her. “Absolutely.”
“Well your wife-to-be asked me to disappear. Seems she is jealous of the relationship I have with you, my dear. I tried to explain to her it wasn’t what she thought, but she didn’t see it my way.” Cassie shook her head again and laughed softly. “If she only knew you like I do, she would see that she has you where you live. I am no threat to her, believe me.”
He raised one eyebrow at her in confusion. “I think you have flipped your wig, Cassie. You aren’t making much sense now. If she asked you to get out of my life, I will set her straight. I NEED you.”
“No, Freddie, that is what she is afraid of. I tried to antagonize you tonight so we would fight and you wouldn’t miss me so bad in the long run, but I guess I was not as successful at it as I had hoped. I have to say goodbye, here, tonight. I hope you have all that you want in life.” She turned to go.
“You’ll be there tomorrow, won’t you?”
“No.”
“But Cassie, I still don’t understand. Please, you owe it to me to make sure I know why you have to leave.”
Cassie turned back to him and he could see that her eyes were starting to glisten. He had never known her to cry, not about anything. She was always so cool, so logical. “You are right, Freddie. I guess I should stop talking in riddles and just let you have the unadulterated truth. You deserve that from me.” She sighed and paused, trying to find words that he somehow knew he didn’t want to hear. “Remember when I said your heart was tied to your penis?” He smiled and said, “Yea, what do you mean by that?”
“Your intended doesn’t have to worry about competition from me because you fall in love with the physical. I know, I am making you sound very shallow, and maybe in that regard you are.” He was about to object, but she put her hand up. “Look, you want me to tell you the whole truth or just leave.”
He shrugged at her. “The truth, I guess... but...”
“No buts, just hear me out. If there is anything you want to say, wait till I have had the opportunity to finish.”
“Ok,” He wasn’t really, but what could he say. He needed to know where she was going with this.
“I have found that those people you care for, you care for deeply. But those you ‘love’, you love for very physical reasons. Oh, you have convinced yourself you love them for more than the sex, but face it, that is where your heart is right now. At least in the area of ‘amor’. I don’t resent you for that, by the way. It is kinda endearing really. I have gotten you past enough hard times with relationships to know how you operate. You picture yourself the Latin lover, and so you become that. When it comes to people you love in other ways, your heart is with your head, but when it comes to ‘amor’ it is elsewhere. I don’t know if it would be that way if you hadn’t become famous overnight and had all of these beautiful women throwing themselves at you all the time, but it is the way it is now. You are like a kid in a candy store when it comes to beautiful women and thinking with your other brain. I give your intended credit. Out of all the women you slept with, she was the only one who figured out a way to keep you.”
Freddie couldn’t even face Cassie. Her words cut into him like knives. And he knew why. What she was telling him was true.... he hated to think that, but he had been seeing it in himself more and more lately. He had tried to convince himself that the love he felt toward these women was more than physical, but he knew in his heart Cassie was right. Maybe that is why he was having such doubts about his upcoming marriage. He wasn’t sure if he could sustain a life long relationship on just sex alone. Oh, he did love her, but was the love he had enough? He didn’t know. And he thought maybe a baby would help, hell he wanted a kid. He wanted to be a dad so badly. But would that be enough either? He just didn’t have the answers. That is what he was hoping Cassie would answer for him.
Cassie had paused, as if she knew he needed the time to reflect. Finally she continued. “Your wife would never understand the kind of relationship I have with you, so I know she is right and I need to say goodbye. It is her job to help you with what you need now.”
Freddie couldn’t let her get away that easily. “Cassie, I let you say your piece, now it is my turn. There is nothing wrong with a guy having friends when he is married.”
“You are right, but there is a problem when your best friend is someone like me.”
Freddie looked at her. “What do you mean, ‘like you’. What is wrong with you being my best friend?”
Cassie turned away from him, but not before Freddie saw a tear trickle down her cheek. “Cassie, I don’t understand,” he said tenderly. “Why would my wife have a problem with you being my best friend?”
Cassie spun around, her face was red and flooding with tears by now. She would get annoyed with him sometimes, but she had never been seethingly angry. Yet she answered in a tone that startled Freddie as she barked out, “Well if you haven’t noticed, Fredrick Karl Pruetzel, I AM A WOMAN!!!!!” Cassie turned and started to walk away from Freddie. Freddie grabbed her shoulder and turned her to face him.
“Hell, Cassie, I know you are a woman. Geez, I’m not that dense.”
“You still don’t get it, do you?” Cassie asked. “Well I don’t think there is anymore I can say to help you. Good bye, Freddie.” Freddie thought Cassie was going to turn to leave one more time, but for some reason she hesitated. Suddenly, seeing her tear stained face turned aside so as not to look him in the face, a light was dawning on him. “Maybe my heart and my penis are connected, but not so much to see that .... that....” It was like he finally realized something, but didn’t know if he could say it. He lifted her head so his eyes would make contact with his own. “You love me, doncha?”
Cassie fought against his hand on her chin. She didn’t answer him. It was then that he knew he had hit the nail on the head. “Cassandra Marie Williams, do you mean to tell me that all this time.....” He couldn’t finish. For the first time in their relationship, the woman standing before him transformed into someone he didn’t know. And for the first time in his life he started to see Cassie in a new light. Was this why he always felt so comfortable around her? Was this why he could always share his deepest feelings with her? Could it be that this, and not the hormones that raged in him, was what real love felt like? His brain jerked like a car that shifted gears too suddenly. And then he knew, consciously knew, what his brain was trying to tell his heart all these years. He looked at Cassie and reached her chin up to his face and placed his lips onto her trembling ones. At first the kiss was tentative, but soon the rush of real love enveloped the two of them and no words were necessary. Freddie wasn’t sure how this would all work out, but he did know one thing. He knew what real love was for the first time in his life. And it came in the form of his best friend.

Luckymama, that was a beautiful dream, and written so well! You are a great writer!
As I was reading it, I was thinking, wouldn't it be great if that's what really happened (even tho you were a teenager back then) ---if he had known you back then and had a REAL friend (maybe eventually wife) who understood him and was always there for him--then he might be with us today!
Thank you for sharing that wonderful "what if" dream!

Luckymama that was wonderful. What a tender story. Ah to be in that position! I am in awe of her.

Neat dream! It would make a great fan fiction! :)

Ever since I watched his movie, I have been intensly thinking about Freddie again. Last night I had a couple of dreams about him, one where I and a couple of big muscle friends of mine get him to a clinic to get him off the drugs, but I don't remember much of that one.
The one that I do remember most of was one based on CATM:

I came into the neighborhood to teach and stayed with Della. Chico and I get very friendly, but as he asks me to marry him, I tell him I can't and then run off. He catches me talking to a strange guy.... and then gets angry with me for two timing him. Turns out tho, that I was checking in with an agent in the witness protection program.... I had been a witness to a mafia hit back in NY and testified and my testamony convicted the guy. The only way I could continue in the witness protection program is that I never reveal this info to anyone and I didn't want to marry Chico because I felt that if my life was in danger his would be too, by association. The agent (who we called Uncle Frank for some reason) understood and allowed me to tell Chico the real reason for my reluctance to marry him, provided that he realize he couldn't blow my cover or I was dead and Chico along with me. Chico agreed and we got married, in spite of the danger now to him.... that is as far as that dream got. I do remember that this agent gave me away, since he was pretending to be my uncle.

I had a sad dream about Freddie last nite/this am. I dreamed I was reading something sad about Freddie dying & I started crying when I read it. I looked at his picture that was with it & it was a cute pic of him & just started sobbing. I had to get out a hankie & was sobbing in it. I was asking why he had to die so young. :( I wrote about it on the message boards here & was in tears writing about it on here. I was crying when I dreamed it & woke up from the dream crying & with tears running down my face. I had to get a hankie too when I woke up from the dream. I think I must've been sobbing in my sleep while dreaming it cuz I have this vague memory of sobbing my eyes out over him & then waking up for a minute & realizing I'm bawling over Freddie & then turning over & going back to sleep & continuing my dream. Strange...

Oh Miss Macca.... Was this the thread you were looking for, by any chance? It has a dream story I posted a while ago. I am not sure if this was the story you asked me about on the IM last night or not. Let me know. It is on page 5 about half way down. It is titled "Another Dream".
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You must have had to dig all the way to India :D to resurrect this one OMG LOL! Thanx mucho--talk about a nostalgia trip!

Since I last commented on it at the top of this page, it occured to me (several months ago, actually) that my dream involving the leeches was not really about Freddie. The young man in the dream was closer to my height and had no mustache, and the setting (now that I think back on it) looked vaguely like New York City. I didn't realize it at the time, but I was apparently having some sort of premonition about meeting our dear boy Laz OMG!

Of course, there was nothing in either of our visits even remotely like that dream :happyface , but it was amazing to realize that I had dreamed about the guy even before I ever met him!

Perhaps Lucky was inspired to search for this thread again--by our dear friend Macca--not only because of the dream story she was asking about, but also so that I could point out that it has been a year since Lucky and I (and you, JennyLee) had the wonderful opportunity to meet the very talented Laz!

ooooooooooo Mariposa I get like that sometimes. The dreams here have been so interesting.

I haven't dreamt of Freddie in a long time even though I kept getting this nagging feeling to finish Episode #35 - The Juror while I was asleep. Maybe it's Freddie's way of nagging me to finish the story......

I had a dream about Freddie. I dreamed he was alive & had died & was amking movies. He did this new movie where he looked like Chico but his hair was a tiny bit shorter & acted like George Lopez altho in one scene he acts like Randolph Mantooth (Johnny Gage from EMERGENCY).

He is in this new movie where he plays a guy whose married & has a wife & 2 daughters & a son & he & his wife are devout Christians & very moral but still hip & kinda like George Lopez & his tv wife. They have just moved from the center of town to a nice average subdivision in a nice average family house. One clink is Freddies character is part Hispanic & part Arab American & the neghbors are kind wary of him due to that.

I am watching the movie & it starts out on a Sunday morning with the family getting ready to go to church. The alarm clock rings & the 60's song TIME WON'T LET ME by the Outsiders is playing & Freddie gets up & starts singing & dancing to it. He sings & dances good. :) One of the kids spilled chocolate milk on the floor & since they are in a hurry to go to church Freddie has to clean it up, complaining about it. He suts down in the lazy boy chair that has a massager built in it & lets it massage him. As it does he pictures a pretty girl massaging him as he's dressed for church. The wife tells the 2 daughters who are named Katie & Carey she has their dresses out for church. The son comes & asks Freddie can he wear a shirt to church that says WHO LET THE DOGS OUT on it. Freddie acting like George Lopez says no, you will wear a nice shirt & nice pants to church & not that stuff. Son is disapointed. Freddie is getting ready for church while his wife fixes breakfast. She tells him that the neighbors called again & they are concerned because someone who is part Arab American has moved in next to them (meaning Freddies character). Freddie says, they forget I'm half Hispanic too. Unfortunately the dream ended there...

I had some intense dreams last night about Freddie. They were kinda shifting as dreams go sometimes. In the first one I was producing a 2 hour show, live for Freddie to perform on, both singing and comedy. He was performing a preshow and talked about his leaving CATM to move on to movies and other venues. It was sorta billed like a tribute concert, and there was this underlying sadness there, like we knew he wasn't going to be with us for very long. I did get to play the guitar to his singing for part of the show. I don't remember any of the songs he sang, but I think they were stuff that were popular back in the 70's. The concert was fun, but there was this underlying sadness to it too. It was like we all knew he would be going for good and it would be his last concert. We didn't want it to end.
Then the dream shifted into another one and in this one he was talking to me, trying to get me to write another biography about his life. He said he did appreciate the one his mother did, but that was more for exploring why he did what he did in his death. This time he wanted one that was more traditionally sequencial and one that focused more on his life and body of work than his death. I remember sitting at the computer writing parts of it and his looking over my shoulder correcting some inconsistancies in places. I even woke up thinking about the introduction to the biography, my own story as to why I was writing it. In both dreams I got this real sense that Freddie was afraid of being forgotten again. Freddie, are you trying to tell me something???:confused:

Wow, Luckymama, do you think that Freddie is trying to tell you to write a biography on him?

When Freddie was alive, I think he had a strong desire to be noticed and remembered. He cared alot about what people thought about him. According to one of his friends, he even wanted to be immortalized, like Marilyn Monroe or James Dean.
I wonder if some of that spiritual energy of his continues on..I wonder how much of a role he had to play in Freddie Jrs rise to fame... (you know, to influence things throughout Jr's life to make it happen) Mmmm, makes you wonder... The part where you say he was looking over your shoulder as you were writing his biography gave me chills!

When I have dreams about him, they seem so real! I think I have an idea of how you feel when you say it was intense!

I would love for a comprehensive biography from a true fan to be written!!!!

Luckymama would be perfect for writing a biography on him. She & the other fan fiction writers have done excellent jobs on their stories... :)

I have been having this ongoing dream lately about visiting Freddie at forest lawn. Sometimes I find myself walking up towards Freddie's crypt and then touching the marble stone. One other dream that comes often is walking up towards his crypt and finding the marble slab gone and he is still there I just can't figure it out. It is a unusual dream that often comes and I am wondering what will be next If in the dream I walk back there and see the same scene again...It seems wierd, creepy and kinda scary. It's like when I'm dreaming that I'm there I am actually feeling the sights, sounds and emotions more then I was when I was first there

I have been just trying to figure what is behind that dream and the only thing right now is that it is getting closer to his anniversary; otherwise I dunno

I hope I haven't morbidly creeped anyone out with my unusual dream. Sorry

no, you can't help what you dream. I think you might be right about his trying to contact you so close to the anniversary tho.... never know

Maybe the dream is trying to remind you of the anniversary. Wish I'd dream about him again but the dreams are been having lately are all weird stuff...

i have only had one dream of Freddie as i wrote in an earlier thread, it was a happy one and tho i didn't see his face i knew it was him...but i haven't had one since but i would love to.
I envy those of you who do

I also think it could be that his anniversary is getting closer and you're feeling it. I do believe that Freddie does reach out though. I haven't felt any Freddie for many, many months.

I had another dream about Freddie just before I woke up....What I remember was that Freddie and I were at someone's house and I couldn't tell who's it was. We were having fun as he was playing practical jokes on me. He mentioned to me that he had a dream about me last night and it involved us on a deserted island that he named that I can now not remember. Then he askes me if we want to go swimming in that person's house that had a pool behind it. I woke up after that!!! Well atleast it was a happy dream and Freddie looked so happy and relaxed

I've been thinking of that dream all day and have been having pictures in my mind of the inside of the Comstock where Freddie lived. I am wondering if that was where my dream took place.. I do hope I can recapture that dream again tonight!

Suz I've been thinking of the Comstock also. What I was thinking about was that I had read somewhere that his room was huge. No one is allowed to go into that room. I can be wrong but that is what I read.

I've had no romantic dreams about Freddie(durnit), but they've all been strange...like the dream about him putting a black suitcase in the trunk of a car and saying he had to go meet his mother in Alaska....and the one where he was on stage in my high school auditorium..he was sitting in a chair in the middle of the stage, alone, with his back to the audience.

any dream about freddie would be great, but Karen those are so funny and Freddie must have loved for people to laugh....did you eat pickles before bed that night? LOL
i wish i'd dream of him again, just my circus dream LOL
oh well better than a sad one

I dreamed about Freddie Mon nite. In the dream someone on here started a topic where you all write on here what you like the best about Freddie like how sweet he is, what wonderful eyes he has, what strong arms he has & so forth. Follks wrote some nice stuff on here. Then one of you here wrote something really good about him that really told how he really was. So I wrote on here that that person ( I don't remember who it was) had described him perfectly to a t...

THAT DOES SOUND LIKE A GREAT IDEA FOR A THREAD HERE CHERYL

I dreamed twice about Freddie Sun nite Mon morning. In the first dream Freddie was gonna kill himself but he decided to go talk to Jose Feliciano first. Joes talked to him & talked him out of killing himself. He got to live & see Jr grow up. Sadly Jr got depressed over his show being cancelled & committed suicide which broke Freddies heart. Freddie looked so cute in this dream. The Luckymama came to vist me for a few weeks cuz she was having trouble at home & wanted to visit a Freddie fan. I came in the guest room & saw on the wall a pic of Freddie I had never seen. Lucky said she had put it up there & I said it was so cute. The next dream was one where I saw a CATM T-shirt & wanted it. So I bought it...

Ooooo Cheryl what a scary dream. :eek:

I would've had nightmares. :eek: The only good part was Lucky coming over to visit.

yes, I was thinking of something to respond to that dream, I was flattered that I was in it, but it was a nightmare none the less..... I hate having dreams like that

I always dream the craziest stuff. I guess it's better than not dreaming about him. I have dreamed CATM episodes before...

I had a dream last night, Freddie played a role on M*A*S*H, he was a medic (not a surgeon tho) who was a real wheeler dealer, but a fun guy, was getting along great with Hawkeye and BJ, but then he and Fr. Mulchay were both transfered at the end of the dream, Fr. Mulchay to another M*A*S*H unit and Freddie's character to a frontline battalion aide station. I don't remember many of the details of the dream, but I remember that Freddie's character was well liked. I bet he would have guest starred on a lot of shows back then if he had lived. I know a lot of big named stars did appear on M*A*S*H. (that is another of my fav classic shows BTW)

great dream!
yeah ronnie graham (rev beemis) was on there and worked with the show. i could picture freddie on that one.

I think Ronny Graham (http://imdb.com/name/nm0334283/) was known more for his writting than his acting. He didn't do too many things, which makes his role on CATM even more satisfying..... that and his Mr. Dirt commercials! LOL :p He was a great comedy writer. I do remember him being a regular on the short lived Hudson Brothers Razzle Dazzle show, but other than that, it was mostly guest starring roles.... and small parts in movies. He was a friend of Mel Brooks....

i had almost forgotten about the hudson bros show that was a good show

umm, what's Mr. Dirt? I don't think I remember that one-- Was he Mr. Clean's nemisis? :lol:

Interesting dream, Luckymama! I would've liked to see Freddie on M*A*S*H!

Mr. Dirt was the character on a motor oil commercial back in the 60's and 70's. I think it might have been either Exxon or Mobil.... I don't remember now which....

Let me first state that what bought me here together with all of you is one person "Fred Sr." Let's not forget that.........

Now..................

I had the wackiest dream last night.

The dream was that I was in Coney Island. I was with a group of friends. Fred Jr. was there with his wife Sarah Michelle. I remember in the dream that I was happy being amongst these people. Fred Jr. also knew that I was a fan of his father's.

In the dream I felt Fred Jr. hug me. We were all looking at a large TV set situated on top for all to see.

I walked away and decided to get something to eat. As I was walking I saw an old boyfriend of mine. He was walking a small white dog and he also was walking with a new girlfriend. I remember feeling that I had to reach him. I was literally running after him. When I turned the corner to the left he was gone. I looked to the right and he was not there. So I went up to a counter and ordered some food. The food was 1/2 a plain large wrap with some shredded type meat in it. As I was chewing I turned to the right and saw Fred Jr. looking at me.

Well........................................................

One thing led to another and we were getting it on. :blush: I remember really being into Fred Jr. in the dream......... :blush: Anyway......... while I was having fun (that's what I felt) Fred Sr's face appeared in the dream. He said to me I thought you loved me? :confused:

Ladies.............................. and Gents.........................

I said to him I do love you but you're dead! So I continued with Jr. until we finished. :blush: Sorry TJ..........

After that I woke up......... Shocked of course. :eek:

Now......... I don't go around thinking of Jr. 24-7. So I was shocked and had to come here and relay this dream to all of you. :eek:

Let me first state that what bought me here together with all of you is one person "Fred Sr." Let's not forget that.........

Now..................

I had the wackiest dream last night.

The dream was that I was in Coney Island. I was with a group of friends. Fred Jr. was there with his wife Sarah Michelle. I remember in the dream that I was happy being amongst these people. (amongst all my good friends. I'm not taking about Fred and Sarah I'm talking about my other good friends) Fred Jr. also knew that I was a fan of his father's.

In the dream I felt Fred Jr. hug me. We were all looking at a large TV set situated on top for all to see. (I don't remember any specific show that was on. )

I walked away and decided to get something to eat. As I was walking I saw an old boyfriend of mine. (This old boyfriend in real life was 7 years younger than I. I never think about him or do I miss him. ) He was walking a small white dog and he also was walking with a new girlfriend. I remember feeling that I had to reach him. I was literally running after him. When I turned the corner to the left he was gone. I looked to the right and he was not there. So I went up to a counter and ordered some food. The food was 1/2 a plain large wrap with some shredded type meat in it. As I was chewing I turned to the right and saw Fred Jr. looking at me.

Well........................................................

One thing led to another and we were getting it on. :blush: I remember really being into Fred Jr. in the dream......... :blush: Anyway......... while I was having fun (that's what I felt) Fred Sr's face appeared in the dream. ( I remember Fred Sr. being really angry when he asked this question I could feel the anger in the dream ) He said to me I thought you loved me? :confused:

Ladies.............................. and Gents.........................

I said to him I do love you but you're dead! ( Let me tell you in this part of the dream I felt like "Go away" (?) you're bothering us. It's like I shooed him away (?) ) So I continued with Jr. until we finished. :blush: Sorry TJ..........

After that I woke up......... Shocked of course. :eek:

Now......... I don't go around thinking of Jr. 24-7. So I was shocked and had to come here and relay this dream to all of you. :eek:



There were a few things that I forgot to relay to you only because I was in a rush to type everything down so I wouldn't forget anything. If you look above I put everything in green. Dreams are so funny sometimes. I haven't had a Freddie dream in so long.

wow, that was some dream

That was some wild dream! Some of the details you remember from the dream are awesome-like right down to the food you were eating! I remember details of my dreams only when I get woken up during a dream...otherwise, I don't remember much of them.

Maybe this dream, among other things, conveys the message that Freddie Sr. didn't really mean to do what he did in the end; that he really did want to stay here on earth... I dunno. (I guess I'm an amatuer dream analyst!)

That was some wild dream! Some of the details you remember from the dream are awesome-like right down to the food you were eating! I remember details of my dreams only when I get woken up during a dream...otherwise, I don't remember much of them.

Maybe this dream, among other things, conveys the message that Freddie Sr. didn't really mean to do what he did in the end; that he really did want to stay here on earth... I dunno. (I guess I'm an amatuer dream analyst!)

It was weird. What I remember most vividley was Fred Sr's face. His face was annoyed. I didn't see his body. I just saw his face above like hovering.

I haven't dreamt of Sr. in months... Maybe a year. All I know is that it made me jump out of bed.

That was some wild dream! Some of the details you remember from the dream are awesome-like right down to the food you were eating! I remember details of my dreams only when I get woken up during a dream...otherwise, I don't remember much of them.

Maybe this dream, among other things, conveys the message that Freddie Sr. didn't really mean to do what he did in the end; that he really did want to stay here on earth... I dunno. (I guess I'm an amatuer dream analyst!)

I might never look at a shredded meat 1/2 a wrap the same again......... Ever...... :lol:

maybe it means your afraid you might forget him?? thank goodness for video we can see and hear him whenever we want

I had a funny Freddie dream last ntie. I dreamed I was watching an ep of CATM I had never seen before. Freddie was so handsome in it. In it Weezy Jefferson & Florence the maid from the Jeffersons was in it & they were both with Della & sleeping in the garage with Della. That made Ed Brown mad so he & Chico wound up sleeping with George Jefferson in the garage. I can't remember what all happened but it was funny & Chico was so handsome in it... :)

It seems that Chico/Freddie is popping up in our dreams again. I wonder who's next? ;)

The Jeffersons in the CATM episode? That would've been awesome. Imagine George fighting/arguing with Ed Brown.

I think a CATM/Jeffersons crossover would've been fun lol. I always dream the strangest stuff lol...

I dreamed twice about Freddie last nite. I forget what the first one was about. But the 2nd one was we were on an out of town trip with my folks & my mom tuned in a church program on a Christian station. They had something on Freddies death on there. I saw it & it was saying how Freddie could've been saved & didn't have to die. My mom wanted to go somewhere & I said no we can't go anywhere untill I see this on Freddie & tape it. I ahd to see & tape it. Wish I could remember the other dream...