 I always chat with him. I said, how are you doing? He said, getting old is not for sissies. Same line every week. Getting old is not for sissies. And he'd get the mask. He couldn't be a president, though. My next-door neighbor died of Parkinson's. My father-in-law had Parkinson's and Alzheimer's. I know what the progression is like. It is not good.