Isolated squeaks have grown into rustling whispers, ever louder, now with the occasional voice breaking through the Wall of Silence imposed. One day, the efforts of Phil and others, blowing their trumpets, will bring that Wall down, and all the differing voices will be heard before cohering into the one that will bring down the Other Wahg.Flillt of fancy over.

I told my grhmdnotaer how you helped. She said, "bake them a cake!"

I thank you humbly for shrniag your wisdom JJWY