 But I'll never forget when I had to have my tonsils out. I had to go to the hospital. It was, oh, I had my tonsils out at, oh, what was it? The Methodist Hospital in Memphis, Tennessee. My grandmother, she was one of the pink ladies. She would come by and, you know, give you candy and all that kind of whatnot. Anyway, she would, my grandmother was always very clever, and I'll never forget this. She knew I was going to be in the hospital for several days. I was a little child, like first grade, second grade.