 No, I didn't wash up. He said, why don't you run in there and wash up? Supper's waiting. So I'd walk in the little bathroom, and I'd wash these fingers, this palm, and this palm, and nothing beyond the wrist. That's what I'm going to eat with. I'm not eating with my wrist, you know, so I'm just washing up. And I'd sit down at the table, and we'd have the prayer, and we'd have supper every night.