 Sure. A friend of mine I met, his dad had died. I met him in Camas, Washington. And he said I needed to come in Alaska. I didn't belong in Washington. It was just the wrong place for me. There's all kinds of freedom and space and everything up here. So he told me all kinds of lies about the place. And he found me a job here in town that only lasted two weeks at a machine shop, which is my main trade. And I ended up making friends and staying here for 45 years anyway.