 When my brother was in a physical form, he told me, he said, you have to go talk with our mother because there's things she's never told you about my death, which caught my attention, as you might imagine. I went and sat down with my mother, spoke to her, and she told me for the very first time, she said, I always knew where you were in the house before Stan died because I could hear you singing. When your brother died, you stopped singing.