It happened in 1988.
I had lived in Brooklyn, New York for about a year and liked to board the elevated subway at 20th Avenue Station. It was a longer walk to that station than to the one closer to my house by about five minutes, but a nicer walk, too, past gorgeous little gardens and a beautiful church.
One night I had a dream. I was walking up the subway steps at 20th Avenue Station, and in the middle of the staircase I found a silver coin. A beautiful silver coin, like a dollar piece, glinting and waiting for me.
“What a great dream,” I thought as I woke up. Then I got dressed and headed off to work as usual, walking to 20th Avenue station.
When I got there, halfway up the steps, what did I find? A ten-dollar bill! It wasn’t a silver coin, but it was right there, on the staircase, right where it was in the dream!
Well, no one else was on the staircase so whoever’s pocket it fell out of wasn’t there to retrieve it. I put the ten in my wallet with a smile on my face and went to work.
Later that day, at my job at Orion Pictures, I checked my lottery ticket in the newsstand that was in the building. I had four numbers out of six – and won $126!!!!
On the way home that night with my much-heavier winnings-enhanced wallet, walking along 18th Avenue in Brooklyn, right near the fire station, I found several coins on the street! It was just a few cents worth, but they were coins. They were on the street. And they were waiting for me. It was one of the luckiest days of my life. Total take: about $136.07.
I’ve often wondered about the dream of the silver coin. Where did it come from? Does it even matter? Look at the good fortune it foretold!