Music and memories

Spent the day with friends and family in Wellington. Visited an old and dear friend dying of throat cancer. Spent time with my father at his rest home; he can't converse a great deal anymore, but it brought him (and others) a great deal of delight when I played music of the 1920's and 1930's on the grand piano in the lounge. The smiles on the faces and tears in the eyes of the elderly when hearing music which transports them back to younger and happier times is a touching and rewarding experience for me, and I'm glad that I was encouraged from a young age to use what skills I have to impart a gift to others.