 Thank you. I'd like to praise the Sliwa family for donating so much of their time to us and speaking truth to power, as well giving voice to the voiceless. I think the legend, although I'm sure I'm awful quite a bit, is there was an Indian squaw from Setauket who was in love with an Englishman, so she used to go out, but she wasn't allowed to see this guy, and she used to go out into the middle of the lake, and she would tie notes to pieces of wood to send to her lover.