 We're all tired. We've all been out in the heat, you know, holding our own stands and visiting people and thanking them. And we're going through all the envelopes. And my support coordinator, Kylie Ebbett, pulls this letter out. And she's looking at it. And suddenly she's just got tears, you know, streaming down her face. And we're like, what is it? What is it? And so I brought the letter. I wanted to read it to you guys today. It says, Dear Isaiah House,