The veil of memory both distorts and embellishes the past. Most of the time, the truth (whatever that is) gets lost in the shuffle. In BROOKLYN DREAMS, Brooklyn-born Vincent Carl Santini, hitting 36, sorts through the pivotal events of his life and relives the moments when his life was just a dream, when dreams were more important than life, and when life and dream merged and mingled into a cloud that memory could not separate.

Collected in Brooklyn Dreams.