In my dream, I went to a nearby city. There was an appointment I had to keep so, after locating the correct build- ing, I went in. Behind a long desk sat a young lady whom I as- sumed was the receptionist. She looked up at me and before I could tell her the purpose of my visit she said, “Please wait. I must leave for a few minutes,” and she was gone.While I waited for her return the phone rang.I hoped it would stop, at least until she returned, but it kept on and on as if determined to have me answer it.

When I could no longer ignore the ringing I finally picked up the receiver, if only to tell the other party that the receptionist would be back later. “Hello,” I said. A friendly voice on the other end spoke, “Hi! Good morning. May I speak with Mr. Seymour, please?”

“I’m sorry, sir. The receptionist just stepped away from her desk for a short while. In fact, I’m awaiting her return,” I
said.

“Please,could you ask her when she returns to give Mr. Seymour a message for me?” he asked.

“Why certainly,” I said, nervously trying to help.

“Pleaseask her to tell Mr.Seymour that Godfrey called. I’ve been talking with the Wittersham account and they are extremely interested. Mr. Wittersham himself is on his way over and will sign all necessary papers.” I agreed to convey his message for which he thanked me and hung up. When the receptionist returned, I gave her the message. She then asked me to follow her and we went into an office where a distinguished looking gentleman was sitting at his desk. He rose and introduced himself. “I’m Seymour,” he said. “Please sit.”

Mr. Seymour told me that his company would buy our products if one of his largest accounts, the Wittersham Company, agreed to distribute them. He told me a little about Mr. Wittersham and how the Wittersham Company grew from a small beginning to become one of the largest in its industry. Wittersham, it seemed, was from the old school, conservative, had little patience and was a hard man to deal with. The only topic that he was ever interested in was the sea and he would literally spend hours talking about it.

Mr. Seymour was pleased that I had come. “Make sure you tell Wittersham about your early days by the ocean,”he said, and all of a sudden the dream ended and I was awake in bed. It was a most vivid dream and thinking about it kept me awake for quite some time.

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