One fateful day, I found myself holding a camera and staring into Bill Withers' eyes. Or, I should say, he was staring into mine. No, he was gazing into my soul. He could see all the highlights of my life, he could see every mistake I ever made. And he was smiling. Here's that story + at the end a chance for you to reflect on pieces of people you care about that you carry with you.This story was first published on the Elis Audio app in two parts, find the story here:https://spaces.elis.io/spaces/nostalgiatapes/posts/5fe9ed09-5f30-4e23-87ec-70b7b63ebd98And part two here:https://spaces.elis.io/spaces/nostalgiatapes/posts/6469d199-dfce-43ee-82f3-6242192f4e1f