I was supposed to leave a party where I was and pick up Daddy at the bus station where he was supposed to arrive from MixJunction at 9:25 p.m.  For one reason or another, though, I couldn't get away as early as I wanted to, and it ended up being 9:15.  My car was parked some distance from the party, so I got a ride with my wife Bonita in a VW bus.  I remember parking on the opposite side (from the party) of a school, but she let me out on the near side, which meant I would have to run all the way to the other side, so I asked her if she would drive me around there.  It plainly irritated her, and by the time she let me out on the other side, we were hardly on speaking terms at all.  I looked up and down the street for a red VW convertible (my sister Nancy's car), but to my frustration all I could see were red Fiats, and a few other cars.    I thought I should call the station and page Daddy to let him know I was on my way-then I realized I would have to call both Trailways and Greyhound, because I didn't know which terminal he was coming into.   The next two parts seem unrelated at first, but later tie in with the same dream.  I was riding a bus, standing up, with Bill Clay and Paul Savage.  I was going to introduce Paul to Bill, but introduced him as "Bill" and couldn't think of his last name.  They were passing out paychecks and tried to give me one made out to Herbert Neese, but I protested that it wasn't mine.  They kept insisting, though, so I took it, and then I noticed that Herbert had already endorsed it, as had someone else.  And the check was for somewhere in the neighborhood of $2000.  I didn't know whether I should try to cash it or what.  I arrived at an airport just in time to catch a plane.  This definitely had something to do with meeting the deadline imposed by meeting Daddy's bus-either I was flying to meet the bus or the plane departure time was the same as Daddy's arrival time, or I was going to call him from the airport and didn't have time, or some other scenario.