From A Fan: My grandparents and I were in this church, and I saw Patsy out the window. We went out the back door, and all of a sudden it was black and white. There were my grandparents, Hank Williams, Sr., myself, and a couple of other people who were dressed in wild west costumes ~ they all started singing and running from us, so we chased them. Eventually, everyone was up onstage singing!
From Lisa Flood: Patsy & I were in rehearsals for a variety show with a big cast. She was going to sing, of course, and I was in a short play in which I played a ballerina. Everyone knew that since I am not really a ballerina, it is tricky to play one. I must admit that I was pretty damn good in the dream, because I was able to go up on toe! Just couldn't remember any of the choreography, that's all! So we are all in rehearsals, and Patsy was in her gold dress, but she was really tired and lying on her side on the floor of the auditorium, just watching all the doings, looking very sleepy. It was time to rehearse my dance. So I had on this beautiful costume and was up on toe, then I began to feel overwhelmed by the heat of the lights and I sort of blacked out briefly. Several of the actors caught me and carried me to the aisle near Patsy and her sister Sylvia. Sylvia got me a glass of water and ministered to me as the rehearsals continued. One of the acts was Patsy's mom Hilda singing a Patsy song! She did a great job, and Patsy was pleased as could be. Anyway, I started to feel better and went to sit in a proper seat with my feet up on the row in front of me. Patsy came and sat next to me and said she was so damn tired and asked how I was doing. I said fine. Then we were watching a creepy guy do a comedy routine, and Patsy whispered, "Can you imagine havin' sex with a fella like that?" and I whispered, "It'd be just like doin' it with a horny chihuahua, wouldn't it?" and she laughed her butt off! The comedian thought Patsy was laughing because he was so humorous!
From SueBee: Patsy appeared before me in a dream recently during the time I was preparing "The Patseteria" for launching. She was wearing the gold dress with the blue dickey and was smiling a closed mouth smile. The only words she spoke were "Bold in Gold." She kept repeating it. I looked at her with a confused expression on my face, as if to say, "What do you mean? What's bold in gold?" but she repeated herself, "Bold in Gold," and gave me a look, as if to say, "You heard me, little gal, 'Bold in Gold!' Now do something with it!" Well, I already had put one of the "gold dress" photos at "The Patseteria," so I placed the words "Bold in Gold" underneath the photo. I don't think this qualifies as a wild adventure, or a "crazy" dream, because it all seemed so very real. I thought I'd share it just the same.
From Lisa Flood: I am always fretting that there is no VIDEO INTERVIEW of Patsy anywhere. We have her voice; we have her songs; we have her pictures. Yet we have so little to CONNECT these to make her into a 3D person; that is up to us to create her in our own minds. So I dreamed of a Patsy interview, and it was SO REAL! She was being interviewed about the screen test she never got a chance to take, and said that some producer had told her that she was a natural for the movies! It was about a 15-minute interview!
From Lisa Flood: Well, in this dream, a group of about 5 of us were sort of having a collective out-of-body experience, and as a small group we went back in time to see Patsy in a recording session. We couldn't talk to her, just observe her. It was quite real. Apparently, we had located a gap in time that allowed us to do this. But we didn't want anyone else to be able to do this, so we agreed to set up this gap so that a password would be required to enter it -- the gap was somehow related to the Internet. We were trying to think up a good password when I woke up!
From Lisa Flood: Patsy "told" me that in one of her old houses, behind a wall leading down to the basement, there is a stash of odds and ends of hers. They are not important odds and ends, but they are things that belonged to her: earrings, a few buttons, a letter she'd written in pencil, and a few other items. I saw them very plainly.
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