My grandfather who died in 1984 who seemed alive to me in a dream that I had in back in 1996. He was standing under one single hanging lightbulb in my third floor attic bedroom dressed in a suit and hat with a feather sticking out of it telling me to call my 3 year old son's estranged dad, Will, while he handed me a cell phone. I told him I didn't have time and that I was looking for my friend Laura. He continued to tell me again to, "Call Will!" I told him, "Whatever grandpa I have to go." The funny thing about this dream is the next day I told my mom about it since it was her dad who I had dreamed about and she told me that my Great Uncle Bob died last night and that happened to be my Grandfather's identical twin brother.  Of course I called Will and we have been together for 12 years since that dream. We have another child and one on the way and I still have very weird and sometimes Epic dreams.