Well, I'm sure glad to see so many of the friends out. Last Sunday when I left, I felt bad all week long. I had a good friend sitting here from way down in the south, Brother West. And I'd went around through the audience late, and I said, "I'm glad to see so-and-so and so-and-so," and I looked right over the top of Brother West and never noticed him till he started to go out. And then I thought all week long Brother West would think I just wilfully looked over him. But he's a Christian, so he knows better than that. He knows that I am a real friend.