 And one of the youngsters invited me to his bar mitzvah. No problem. I came and there's a little box you put a little head covering on. That's out of respect. You do that. However, he handed me a tallit. And he said, I'd like you to participate. I thought, oh boy. So I put the tallit on and I looked around and surely there weren't any other members of the stake. And then I thought of the words that I learned in New York. Well, it wouldn't hurt.