Strolling and playing in the hall of a patient unit, I paused outside a room when a patient and his visitor came out. They brought a chair with them so the patient could sit down. The patient said, “Do you mind if I sit with the music for a while?” He seemed very weak, and I offered to move into his room so he could lay in bed and listen, but he said, “I’d like to stay here. That way other people can hear you too.” I moved to where the patient could see me clearly and I played through many familiar songs. He watched closely and would alternately smile and tear up as he listened. He seemed to be deep in thought, and when I finished he said, “I’ll remember this. Thank you so much. This has made my day. I heard you come through last week but I was feeling too bad to invite you in. I’m so glad you came through again so I could tell you how soothing your music is.”