I took my grandpa to see his old band… and they handed him a guitar onstage He hadn’t been to a concert in years. Said the noise gave him headaches and the crowds made him feel invisible. But when I told him his old band was reuniting for one night only, he didn’t hesitate. We stood way in the back. He didn’t say much — just watched with that half-smile, like he was remembering who he used to be. Then the frontman paused. Looked out at the crowd. Squinted. And said into the mic, “Is that Frankie