 And so they would make the product, sell it, and then drink it. And as a result of that, they were always smashed. I mean, they were just drunker than a kudel. They just really were. And as a result of that, their kids had to end up fending for themselves oftentimes. So nearly every time our church had a little fellowship where we had food involved, those kids would come over seeking fellowship and food and affection from us.