 I mean, I should say that again. I believed in God. I believed in Jesus. But it was before I became discipled and actually began following him. There is a difference. Now, when I think of New York, I think of the blossoms in the park. Once I got to know it there. Central Park, walking with friends. I can remember smells like this. There was an Italian pizza place. Well, I guess all pizza is sort of Italian. There was a place in Seattle.