 My brother Tom, he was smaller than I. Now a doctor here in New York. That's not a plug for him, incidentally. It's just to identify him. And Uncle Bill always used to give Tom a quarter. And my mother said to Tom one day, Tom, don't be asking Uncle Bill. Will you promise? So Tom promised he wouldn't. The next Sunday, we drove up. Tom said nothing during the visit. And as we ate ginger snaps, just as we were leaving, he said to Uncle Bill,