I often hear clients say they wish they could turn back the hands of time. One gentleman I know is having a very difficult time with the aging process slowing him down. It’s not how he sees himself. He asked if I could just find him the fountain of youth, magic pill or the right night cream.
Oh, how I wish it were that easy! And wouldn’t I make a fortune if I could find that cure? I think we may have come up with a solution that doesn’t involve expensive night creams, plastic surgery or pills.
While helping him pay bills, reconcile bankbooks and keep up with correspondence, I opened his laptop and logged into my SiriusXM account and chose the channel “”40’s on 4” as background music. It wasn’t just for him. I love hearing familiar songs that remind me of my childhood having a World War II-era father. Plus, I think life is more enjoyable with music.
As we sat looking at bank statements, he said, “I feel like I’m back in high school.”
I looked up from the paperwork to see a smile on his face, and I had no idea why.
“High school…” he said. “Well, that’s the last time I heard that song.”
I was looking into the eyes of a much younger man with a smile on his face. I looked over at the computer screen to see the song that took him back to high school. It was “Stardreams” (1944) by Charlie Spivak.
Now he was back in high school, and I was in elementary school when my father first introduced me to the song. A flood of memories came back to me of “Uncle Charlie” as I knew the big band leader. My father was friends with Charlie Spivak, and as a kid, we went to South Carolina to visit him. I was young so I didn’t remember much, but I remembered the song from one of the many 78-rpm records of my dad’s collection.
Just like that, we turned back time and were much younger versions of ourselves. If that’s not the fountain of youth, I don’t know what is.
When was the last time a song transported you back in time? I’d love you to share your stories.
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