I finally had a Foster's dream - or in indirect Foster's dream. I was back in the navy and an E-5 (I got out an E-6, and took the test for E-7). Craig visited our squadron spaces (have no idea why), and I never had a chance to catch up with him, until he left his sketchbook in the squadron briefing room. I caught him outside our hangar and gave the sketchbook back to him. I guess he thanked me, because I woke up after that...
