Post your sweet dreams!

[Luckymama58]

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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Cause I'm the mama, that's why!!!

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

[Cheryl Harrell]

Neat dream!

[MariposaLKB]

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).]

[Luckymama58]

Oooh, mariposa, what a wonderful, sexy dream! I wonder what you two would have done if you hadn't woken up! Isn't that always the way with dreams, though, ending at the good parts!


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Cause I'm the mama, that's why!!!

[chicosladyfair]

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.

[Cheryl Harrell]

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...

[MariposaLKB]

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!

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.

[This message has been edited by MariposaLKB (edited 08-05-2001).]

[chicosladyfair]

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...

[Luckymama58]

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.

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!




[This message has been edited by Luckymama58 (edited 08-09-2001).]

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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[Karen64]

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!

[Cheryl Harrell]

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...

[Luckymama58]

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. 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...



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[Luckymama58]

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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Cause I'm the mama, that's why!!!
Do not judge a man until you have walked a mile in his moccasins...Old Indian Proverb

[LADY LOVES FREDDIE]

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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