 So as you might imagine, you know, I had some struggles, and naturally so, because of the sexual abuse. And then a girlfriend of mine, you know, if I fast forward it, a girlfriend of mine who lived next door, she invited me to attend a Methodist church. MYF is what it was called, Methodist Youth Fellowship, and it was the best thing ever. They had an awesome youth group, and so my folks allowed me to go because they used to be Methodist, right?