 a wonderful memory about that. My mother and father, Cam and Cy, had a rule that I was not to ride my bike from 87th Street to 73rd Street. I was about eight years old at the time, and it was a rational rule because New York City traffic was dangerous, obviously. But I, you know, was a rebellious kid and one day did exactly that, but unfortunately got a flat tire just before reaching my father's apartment, and I was...