great story, Rob.

I used to visit my parents at a retirement community in Western New Jersey. I think this incident occurred around 2014, when I was playing the piano in the cafeteria during dinner.

There was a resident who had fairly advanced dementia. She had been in a depressed funk for awhile, and people said she had barely spoken for almost 3 months. Turns out she had been a rather accomplished amateur opera singer.

I started playing "Over the Rainbow," and suddenly we all look around to hear this soaring soprano It was this same depressed woman, who now was smiling, looking almost beatific, flawlessly singing the words of the song, in a beautiful voice.

Music indeed!.