I came across such a beautiful scene at the Bridge today that I carry it with me still as I sit here alone, hours later, at my kitchen table in this city called Juneau. Sitting, as usual, in silence as this day draws to an end, I recall a woman's fingers moving rhythmically as she listened on headphones to the sound of herself playing an organ almost forty years earlier.
She was still for a moment and then her hand rose and moved gracefully through the air.
Here is a short video of the hand movements that she made in response to the music she was listening to. (If you lower the volume on your computer and listen to it without the background noise of another staff leading a group activity, you may appreciate it even more.)
To read an interesting article on music and the elderly go here.