 Much obliged. Oh, Tom. I'm not sure we're doing the right thing moving the young'uns and all. Well, of course we're doing the right thing, Nancy. People back east are jammed in so tight that you're like hay in a stack. Can't walk five miles without hearing somebody else's axe or seeing somebody else's chimney smoke. Well, I just pray the Lord will take care of us, Tom. What's the matter, honey? Put your head down.