 And I knocked on the door. I'd never met them before. I had no idea. I'd never seen them before, never met them before. But this was like 1977 or so, I guess it was. My dad was well-known, but not quite to the point that he became later in, you know, 1979, 80 and beyond. And so I went over and knocked on the door. They knew he was a pastor, you know, and that kind of thing. I knocked on the door, and the lady came to the door, sweet lady. And my bandage was off, and I said, excuse me, excuse me.