I miss my keys – my school keys. There were four of them that hung from my worn and slightly dirty red lanyard. These keys did not come easy to me. I started out with a much larger assortment of keys. They didn’t want to give me a master key so I was getting a key for every door I needed throughout the school day. But then, eventually, I proved trustworthy enough to get a master key that could open up a good portion of the school. I went from 7 keys to four. I was a hot shot. I hung these keys from my pocket with pride. There were a few times that they got “misplaced” as I handed them out to a student stage manager (totally against the rules I know) and times they lodged themself in between the seats in the auditorium. I do remember a few rehearsals in which I had the entire cast walk each aisle of the auditorium for the search. But they always came back to me. It was an emotional moment when I had to turn the keys in – – even sacrificing my red lanyard to boot! And now they are handed off to my successor. Sad. I miss them.