 Yes, yes. And at the time, my husband was a draft dodger, and he was drafted. And we had 48 hours to get out of the country. Oh, my God. In 1968. So he gets the letter or the phone call or something, the letter, I guess. Yes. And you say to yourselves, we've got to get out of here. Yes, yes, yes, yes. So we packed everything up on Tuesday and...