If only I could get her to hear my music she would know who I am. He knew that his music was special. He didn’t know why, or how he had come to lov... playing the guitar, but it changed his life. Something comes over me when I play, and I can say through my music what I can’t say in words. He remembered the day his life changed and often thought how things happen that impact your life in ways you can't explain. When Orrin was twelve, they moved to Roxboro because of a man his mom had met on the. Apparently Paul had decided that his singular lack of success to that point had been due to the absenceof a ‘ vehicle ‘, some piece of theater art that was custom made for him and him alone, something that had value in itself, but that would also serve to spotlight his wonderful work in mime. The play, as he explained it to me, was set in New Orleans in the thirties, and involved a young mime who was obviously Paul himself. ‘Would you like to help me with it?’ he asked innocently. In fact, I. Everyone else was off for the night, so Dan figured that he’d bring their presents by the next night even though he wasn’t scheduled to work.Alphonse Ferrara, the assistant manager for the evening shift, was working that night instead of Rob. Al said, “You’re Dan, right?.”“That’s right,” Dan answered. He had worked with Al a couple of times in the past when Rob was ill. Usually Dan and Rob had the same nights off, so he wasn’t all that familiar with the assistant manager.“Rob left instructions. In a row along the base of the floor was a matching set of eleven dolls just like Miss Maudie showed us in her Story Box. Engraved on a brass medallion was the name of Andrew McPhereson. After this came fifteen names on separate markers. Some wood painted, some of etched metal and a couple were done in ceramic. The last one in line was Maudie Ferguson, cast in pewter. There was room for one more and I knew that my name was going to be placed in that empty space.Kate and I were silent as we.