 This one sort of treasured memory that I have about theater at Fairfield, when I was a sophomore I became the department intern and with that came a set of keys and one of these keys opened up the costume closet that at the time existed in McCullough Hall. And I remember it was the very beginning of my sophomore year and it was still really, really hot and I remember going in that room and it was like disappearing into the attic of this amazing mansion. And there were racks and racks and racks of costumes from 30 years of theater here. And I remember thinking, oh I see and it's become really clear to me since then that I was sort of just a little four year sliver of time in this legacy of theater and I remember thinking in that moment and I still remember the smell of that room. I remember thinking this is what I want my life to be, this is what I want my career to be. I want to be just one of the costumes on this huge rack. And really I've tried to live up to that moment and that feeling and I think moments where I'm feeling less inspired I kind of remember that.