I noticed this a while ago. I can not listen to music any more. Well, I can but then I, almost always, get into the music of “my days” and that is hard to go through without tears… Yes, I am known in close circles to occasionally cry while listening to music. I am pretty safe when it’s soft jazz or samba, even rock but when I get into Cat Stevens or Don McLean, some Elton John and even some Stevie Wonder, I can get so emotional that the only rescue is to turn the thing off and do something else. There, now you know something about me that not many people know (not that they really care…)

Talking about music, here is the one song that can make my eyes moist…

Empty Chairs