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A remarkable song. I loved the Beatles from first seeing them on TV in 1962, performing Love Me Do on early evening TV. A couple of years later, my little sister was lucky enough to attend their show in our home town, Bradford. She claims to have scored a hit on John Lennon by throwing a jelly baby from her front row seat. When I started at university in 1966, my roommate was a Liverpudlian lad who loved the music as I did. Later, a work colleague had been in the same class as Paul McCartney studying English Literature. When John was murdered I went to Liverpool and joined the hundreds of people there in a vigil. Thank you for jolting my memory by posting this track.
Peter,
My dearest friend has early onset Alzheimer’s. She seldom recognizes even her own family. Her husband takes her to an Alzheimer’s support group. My uke band and I play there once a month on a Wednesday. One month we had to switch to Monday. My friend and Ken were there. She came alive when we played. She sang along and danced. It was wonderful. People who suffer from Alzheimer’s often keep their music.
It seems that music does connect us, even with ourselves, but most surely with our past with all its memories.
Well Kat, that’s an idea. A friend of mine has Alzheimer’s. Pretty soon, he will be having an assessment with a view to his next step, probably some form of residential placement, as his only relative, a daughter, lives in Sydney, Australia. I have been taking him to play snooker once a week for some years. Recently, his erratic behaviour and memory problems have ended that. I will explore opportunities to introduce music into his lifestyle.
🤗 I also loved their music from the very beginning. They had started being played on the rock and roll radio stations. We all knew the words. Most of my friends too were fans. We’d be in the car, hear one of their songs then turn-up the volume and sing along. I bought their albums and played them on my mother’s hifi!
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March 12, 2026 at 3:53 pm
A remarkable song. I loved the Beatles from first seeing them on TV in 1962, performing Love Me Do on early evening TV. A couple of years later, my little sister was lucky enough to attend their show in our home town, Bradford. She claims to have scored a hit on John Lennon by throwing a jelly baby from her front row seat. When I started at university in 1966, my roommate was a Liverpudlian lad who loved the music as I did. Later, a work colleague had been in the same class as Paul McCartney studying English Literature. When John was murdered I went to Liverpool and joined the hundreds of people there in a vigil. Thank you for jolting my memory by posting this track.
March 12, 2026 at 4:08 pm
Peter,
My dearest friend has early onset Alzheimer’s. She seldom recognizes even her own family. Her husband takes her to an Alzheimer’s support group. My uke band and I play there once a month on a Wednesday. One month we had to switch to Monday. My friend and Ken were there. She came alive when we played. She sang along and danced. It was wonderful. People who suffer from Alzheimer’s often keep their music.
It seems that music does connect us, even with ourselves, but most surely with our past with all its memories.
March 12, 2026 at 4:20 pm
Well Kat, that’s an idea. A friend of mine has Alzheimer’s. Pretty soon, he will be having an assessment with a view to his next step, probably some form of residential placement, as his only relative, a daughter, lives in Sydney, Australia. I have been taking him to play snooker once a week for some years. Recently, his erratic behaviour and memory problems have ended that. I will explore opportunities to introduce music into his lifestyle.
March 12, 2026 at 4:25 pm
Peter,
You are most welcome!!
🤗 I also loved their music from the very beginning. They had started being played on the rock and roll radio stations. We all knew the words. Most of my friends too were fans. We’d be in the car, hear one of their songs then turn-up the volume and sing along. I bought their albums and played them on my mother’s hifi!