It was a very cold clear fall night.

I had a terrible dream the other night. Billy Name and Brigid were

playingunder my stair case on the secaond floor about two o'clock

in the morning I woke up because Amos and Archie had started barking.

That made me very angry because I wasn't feeling well and I told them.

I was very cross the real me, that they just better remenber waht

happened to Sam the Bad Cat that was left at home and got sick and went pussy heaven.

It was a very cold clear fall night. Some snowfalkes were falling,

gee it was so beautiful, and so I went to get my camera to take some

pictures. And then I was taking the pictures but the exposure thing

wasn't right and I was going to call Fred or Gerry to find out how

to get it set but oh it was late and then I remembered they were still

probably at dinner and anyway I felt really bad and didn't want to

talk to anybody anyway but the snowflakes were so beautiful and real

looking and I really wanted to hold them. And that's when I heard

the voices from down the hall near the stairs. So I got a flashlight

and I was scared and I went out into the hallway. There's been all

kinds of troubles lately in the neighborhood and someone's got to

bring home the bacon and anyway there were Brigid and Billy playing.

And under the stair case was a little meadow sort of like the park at

23rd street where all the young kids go and play frisbee, gee that

must be fun, maybe we should do an article on that in the magazine,

butthey'll just tell me I'm stupid and it won't sell, but I'll just

hold my ground this time, I mean it's my magazine isn't it?

So I was thinking that as the snowflakes fell and I heard those

voices having so much fun. Gee it would be so great to have some-