 But when I was back the end of January of that year, and normally I would have been up President's Day weekend, which would have been a couple weeks later, but I had a wedding to go to. So I went and visited my mom then. And my mom was, you know, just very, very quiet, never angry, really never got to that kind of a stage, would be confused. At times would not know who my father was and would ask me, like, who are you? Which had to be just...