My other dream last night...

Once again, I dream a lot, dream in color and sometimes my dreams come true...

This other dream is an odd one. I drempt of filling in some concrete. There was a hole in a sidewalk, I was clearing it out and placing the concrete into it, when I oblong stone appeared. I don't know if it was in the concrete or the ground, it was just there.

I was about 6 to 8 inches long. It looked like a highly polished black river rock.

On it, it had a name (no, I don't remember the name) but I do remember other writing on it.

It was a memorial stone of sorts. It was for a fallen WWII soldier that was from upstate NY and was in the pay masters corp. He died in the war.

In the dream, I had this sudden urge to go to NY and give it to whom ever it belongs to.

Why do I dream this crap?