In the meeting center for people with dementia, I, a volunteer, start talking about the Top 2000. We go through a number of titles with the guests and soon we are singing some ‘golden oldies’ together effortlessly. My neighbor apparently has the same taste and a good musical memory. When we get to ‘Yesterday’ by the Beatles, he sings along word by word, until we reach the lyrics “Suddenly, I’m not half the man I used to be”. He stops, looks at me and says with a penetrating look: “This song is about me.”
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