 It was awful. I remember the day he was diagnosed, and the next six to seven years, the slow progression was just horrible. And like Brad, there was this, you know, the human part of me briefly felt bad. And my daughter was watching, and she says, oh, God, this is terrible. I feel so bad for this man. And my wife said, I do too. It reminds me of my dad. And my daughter said, what about you? I said, I don't feel bad for him at all. Now, the human part of me, like Brad so aptly described, does.