 Frustrating things to me would be not being able to at least shoot back. He related a story to you. I guess it was a major who was just sitting on a log with bullets raining down all around him, and he just lost his mind. He lost his mind. My father tried to engage him and ask him questions, and he was gone. He was looking out to sea, and he was gone. So I mentioned that a third of the battalion was wounded, missing in action, killed. Of the men that your father landed with,