It's funny how dreams can allow thoughts and memories, buried deep within your consciousness to emerge. In one dream not long ago, I was answering a call from someone named Beth M*****. The connection was bad and I couldn't understand most of what she was saying. When I woke up, the name, Beth M*****, was only vaguely familiar to me. I asked my wife if she knew that particular name and she couldn't. Just a few weeks ago (about a month after the dream), I came upon an old 1997 certificate from the YMCA showing that my son had completed 4 weeks of swimming lessons, signed by the instructor, Beth M*****, whose name I would have never been able to remember on my own.