My oldest son will have been gone seven years, this December 27th. I've only dreamed of him a few times, but last night was different. In my dream, we were riding in a brand new metallic green '57 Oldsmobile 98 four door hardtop. My wife was driving, I was sitting in the middle, of the front seat, and my son-in-law was sitting next me. We were stopped at signal light on a street that would cross main street in a little town about twenty miles from my house where I live. The light was green for the traffic on main street, and as I sat there, by son went riding by big as you please on a brand new 8n Ford tractor. He had my oldest grandson who is now forty one years old sitting in his lap, but in the dream he was about two years old, but instantly recognizable to me. I could see both of them very clearly. I shouted for my wife to follow them, but she just sat there unable to move. My son in law said to me, we can't move because if he see us, it will influence what life he has left. I began to try and move myself, but it was impossible, I shook violently from the effort, so much so that I broke into a sweat! I simply could not move. By the time we could all move again, and turned onto main street, he was no longer in sight, and I somehow knew it would avail me little to try and find him.