 Well thought out. A lot of thought, a lot of prayer when I'm working. So if I had like a horseshoe or a fish buoy, the horseshoe from the first steak winter that my dad ever raised means nothing to anybody else. But for me, it would have a place of honor. Just using that as an example, because we all have family stories and art can have the value in how it touches you in living with it. It's like living with the memory and you are available to do those type of things.