Photo Source: Unsplash When words fail, music speaks. Certain songs connect me to old friends, old memories, and even an old dog. I might smile, laugh, or cry if a particular song plays on the radio. Let me tell you about them. I was ten years old and in the fifth grade. A member of St. Joseph’s Brigade, a local marching band, in Astoria NY talked to our class about the marching band. The year was 1964 and I was in the fifth grade. Smitten by the speaker’s presentation, I rushed home and...