My favourite memory was in Ten Little Indians. I was cast as an old biddy who liked to knit (type-casting?), and I was on stage clacking away when a tremendous thunderstorm hit. I could hear a noise to stage right that kept getting louder and louder. It took me a while to realise that part of the roof was now missing and that water was literally pouring onto the stage. I saw Tom Schultz run forward with a garbage can to catch the water, and per his directions I just kept on with my speech- except I had to talk louder and louder to be heard over the noise of the deluge. Tom went up to the roof and nearly got knocked out by a trapdoor. A couple of scenes later, Steve May had an entrance through the French windows at the back of the set, where he came in from a storm. The audience all thought it was part of the show and he got a great reception! Others in that production were Michelle Inman and Andy Decker and I think Robert was in it too.