 And so I was sort of holding my breath thinking, you know, there's so much I don't know about my own family history. I hope I don't come across a name that I recognize. So coming back around and a white woman stops me and says, you know, excuse me. And I don't think she's talking to me because I'm in my own head. And then she says, excuse me again. So I look and she says, I just want to say, and she kind of gestures, I just want to say I'm so sorry about all of this.