I had never seen it in my life, the elation in a group of older adults while listening to a familiar song. These older adults had chronic illnesses and conditions, such as Alzheimer’s disease. It was striking: the gift that a singer, a music lover, or a dancer would bring to a group and the therapy they would provide for their peers. There was one person who sang so beautifully that everyone would listen. There was one person that would just rise and then pull someone else to dance. There was one person who got up without a walker, and I had to rush to hold her hands and dance with her. There was one person who danced like a teenager while holding one of my hands. She always repeated, “And I’m 90 years old!” There was one person who got up, even though she recently had hip surgery. I had to rush to stand beside her. “Stand by Me” by Ben E. King has more meaning. The song reminds me of the moments that I first beheld the power of music.