Tedrow was alone in the barn, which for several generations, had been his family home in the French countryside.

He was lonesome and, he missed Emmalena, his one great love. They had planned a life together until she moved away.

Setting on a little table was a small silver box which held his family history. Long ago his grandmother had written on a roll of paper the names of each family member so they would always be remembered. She called it The List of Names.

Tedrow felt it was his duty to look after the silver box and its contents, but he had no one to share the history with - until he thought of his Uncle. But Oncle Mouseear lived far away.

He wondered how long it would take to get there and what dangers he would have to face. Then he wondered if he should even try to make the journey. Then he thought about Emmalena. Maybe he could find her somewhere along the way.

One sunny morning he strapped a bedroll on his back and put the rope to the silver box over his head and, braving the unknown, left the barn forever, never looking back.