For years I have had a recurring dream/nightmare of walking through Bresee's Department Store after it was closed (which I never did in real life).
The rooms are dimly-lit, and full of dusty displays and ancient merchandise. Somehow I always find myself in the upstairs hallway by the Salon. In the dream, I look up and see brown water-stains on the walls from years of roof-leaks, sagging ceiling tiles, paint chips suspended like paper graffiti in hanging strands of cobweb, strips of water-logged wallpaper all over the floor.
It's always the same, and always very creepy, and I wake up with a sad-sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Weird.
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Even more weird: I have had substantially similar Bresee's dreams more than once. Wandering through decrepit storage areas and hallways upstairs. The several Christmas seasons after they closed I had some very melancholic episodes. I found your blog/dream while Googling for the Bresee's peach crisp recipie...you wouldn't have it, would you??? :)
The fact that you share my Bresee'sy dream experience is both totally creepy, and strangely comforting.
Though unfortunately no, I don't have the peach crisp recipe. I only have a recipe for christmas nutmeg logs that I got from Gwen Morgan. (of Housewares fame) ;-)
PS - I am still connected with former Bresee's employees - I will ask around about the recipe and post it if I find it!
I believe Bresees represents Oneonta in general in your dream.
I don't suppose you ever got that peach crisp recipie, did you? I was reminded of it again the other day, googled it, and found this post I made which I had totally forgotten about. Is Gwen Morgan related to Pamela Morgan? I haven't had any Bresee's dreams since I posted. I disagree that these dreams were a proxy for Oneonta in general.
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