I dreamt that our sorority and their dates, were going to go on a migration trip to Erie, Pa. The crowd was to pick us up in front of a house which I don't recall ever seeing before. Chuck Branden (my boyfriend) and Joan Branden (Chuck's sister and my sorority sister, 21) and Tom Rame (Joan's fiance, 22) and I were the ones they were to pick up. When the crowd got there, there was some confusion and Joan and I got out of the car, and Chuck's car got filled with other kids, and Joan and I got left out and had to go in an old car with all the girls which Theresa Roberto (another sorority sister) was driving.
Well, we started out and despite the fact that our car was much older we got away ahead of Chuck's car. We stopped in a town for the night, the town's name started with the letter "C". It seemed that there was a night club there, but we passed it by and went to stay in this big house with some people we apparently knew. The other car full of kids found us and we all slept there over night.
Then the next day it seems was to be Tom and Joan's wedding. This took place in a large open air space, resembling a patio. I was to be a bridesmaid, and there was some confusing as to what dress Joan, the bride, was going to wear. I wore a hat that came down over my eyes. Before the wedding I was in a room off the patio talking to Lois Watkins (20), a friend of mine, who was telling me about a fellow who took her home from someplace and whom she would like to go with.
Then, when I came out of the room, I was just in time for my part of the ceremony to take place. I was to walk up to the altar with my partner in the bridal party whom I don't know and take communion. I was very unsure about what I was doing, for it was a catholic wedding and we had no instructions or rehearsals beforehand on what to do. It seemed that what we were doing was preliminary to the wedding ceremony. I got down to the altar and there were several kinds of crackers there, one kind was Ritz crackers with a cheese spread on it, another kind was Ritz crackers with a different kind of cheese (pimento) spread on it. At the proper time I reached out to what I thought was the right set of crackers. It was wrong and I got my fingers stuck on the spread and couldn't get them off. After quite a pause I finally succeeded in getting and eating the right cracker.
I went back to a room off the lawn where the ceremony was to take place and smoke a cigarette. Finally the procession was to start. In the procession were anywhere from fifty to a hundred people, consisting of relatives and friends. We all walked with a partner in two lines, as you would in marching. There were four bridesmaids and we were all in a different spot in the procession. I kept wondering why I was a bridesmaid while I was originally supposed to sing for the wedding. Joan and Tom were the last ones in line. The people in the procession seemed to disintegrate and the bridesmaids of whom I only remember two, Theresa Roberto(22) and Mary Harvey (21), both sorority sisters, took positions on the stone steps to one side of the altar in convenient spots where we could see everything. We didn't actually take any active part in the ceremony after that.
Joan and Tom came to the altar, apparently frightened and crying. After about fifteen minutes they left, the ceremony still being uncompleted, and the next thing I remember Joan came down dressed only in a coat for the last part of the ceremony. Joan came and stood for a minute behind me on the steps. I kept looking for Chuck and finally saw him and waved to him. It suddenly occurred to me that I had not been with him on either the trip we took or the wedding ceremony. Joan's mother said something to her, I believe it was that she should get a drink of water and she also asked why she was behaving in such a manner as being sick and crying and told her to snap out of it. Joan replied that she had an impending situation and must find a solution to it. Chuck, apparently concerned over his sister's condition, went to get her glass of cold water. Then Joan looked down and saw that she had thrown up on the stairs and got some on my dress, which was one of hers. She said she didn't know why she always had to do things on me and get me messed up. She got a wet rag and started to wipe up the stairs and me. What she had thrown up all seemed to go on the white wool socks I was wearing. Then Joan left.
After the ceremony, which I don't remember taking place, I walked with someone to the Beta House which was only a door or two away. There I saw Walt Jones (20) and Dick Martin (21), both Beta's and talked to them for a minute. It was at this point that I woke up.