 And my mom had me on the way back to Brooklyn. Now, you had to go to Brooklyn at that time if you wanted to be like a commercial artist. My dad was the guy that put all the nose art on the bombers in the squadron and decided he was going to make a crack at it. He's a really good watercolorist. My mom's a good artist. So let me just interrupt for a second. You were actually born on the train you were born rolling? Yeah, they had to stop the train and take me off the train into whatever, Mercy Hospital in Boise, Idaho. And then they put me back on the train.