At some point in this dream, my entire family (except for my brother CC’s family) & I were near a fictional fairground during the day, this dream possibly took place in a fictional version of DeRidder, but I am not sure; and I was wearing a cloth face mask (so I assume that the COVID-19 pandemic was still going on).
I had false memories of a bridge to the left of this area with a pond & a homeless somewhat older man with light-color skin who used to live there, the bridge & pond & homeless man were no longer there now, and an automobile dealership was in that area now; and so I guess they tore down the bridge & filled in the pond.
All that I can remember of this dream is that someone else, maybe my brother GC, and I went to a fair-like event in a field that I assume was a fairground.
At the fair we met my coworker Mr. CF and several people (friends?, neighbors?, family?, associates?) with country / southern accents he knew who were with him, including at least one man & one woman with light-color skin & one or two others, the people with Mr. CF seemed to be racist / bigots / prejudiced.
I had a lot of dreams that I woke up remembering several times but I did not record them because I did not want to, which is rare, and I did not want to type any dreams today which is even more rare; and so now I can only barely remember part of two dreams.
This was one of my earlier dreams that I did not record, I had many dreams after this, but somehow I still remembered part of this dream even though I did not want to.