 My parents taught me that the essence of living is giving, and, you know, I've tried to be a giver all my life and teach that to my children. So when I was called by some people and say, these folks don't have any money to pay for the funeral, I was more than happy to step up and do it because, I mean, could you imagine something worse than your 12-year-old child being abused and mutilated by these animals for two hours underneath some bridge up there on Rankin Road? It's just the worst of nightmares, and...