Every time I saw him he would regale anyone who’d listen with his latest dreams. One such time he said he dreamed he was in his home and heard loud growls and roars. He ran outside and saw this huge Tyrannosaurus Rex-like monster. And it saw him. He ran down the street trying to take off and fly to get away, but could only get a couple of feet off the ground. He’d drop to the ground running and then try again. Finally, he’d fly, but not “up, up and away” flying. But he escaped, just barely. Another close call.