 I'll never forget this call. My freshman roommate, his mother called one day and she said, Tim, and I could tell by her voice something wrong. And I said, what's wrong? She said, can you get my boy home from California? He's passed away out there. And that crushed me. But I said, I sure will. I'll take care of it. I said, I'll figure it out. I will get your son home. That's what you do when your loved one dies. Doesn't matter if it's three in the morning.