 and he didn't believe him. He was like, oh, no, you're making something up again, Mark. You're always making something up. And he's like, no, no, seriously, you need to get up here. And so he went up the stairs expecting nothing, and sure enough, President Kennedy had been shot there in the streets of Dallas. So that one I remember a lot more vividly than what he told me where he was during the moon landing. So I don't know what that says about my personality.