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.