Milne made more sense to me and a missing mouse was easier for me to grasp than an imposing shadow no matter how loose or friendly "Missing" was a state I knew not just from hide and seek but from misstep and getting lost and not knowing how to be found so I found in Milne someone safe and caring and engaged in the quest to find the mouse and me and others again "Missing" began with a question as the best songs do breaking silence not with an announcement but a plea an appeal an invitation to join in and share meaning Has anybody seen my mouse? I opened his box for half a minute, Just to make sure he was really in it, And while I was looking, he jumped outside! I tried to catch him, I tried, I tried…. I think he's somewhere about the house. Has anyone seen my mouse? Uncle John, have you seen my mouse? Just a small sort of mouse, a dear little brown one, He came from the coun...

I don't know if it was just that it was Alberta or the time of the world or something else that I haven't been able to put my finger on but there are things I remember that aren't quite right I was OK with choral speech at the Jubilee Auditorium in Edmonton admittedly not knowing it might have been possible for us to choreograph the syllables we spoke with silhouettes but I was focussed on memorizing lines at 5 I may have had feeling in my voice but not so as one could say I was actually enunciating when all I was doing was responding to the cues of Mrs. Kelly orchestrating surprise and other plus forts with her hands and her eyes we performed two numbers that Autumn as a Centennial project obligatory and patriotic at the time there was "Shadow Dance" by Ivy O. Eastwick and "Missing" by A.A. Milne Eastwick was middle-aged at the time Milne of Pooh fame had recently di...