I will tell you that I do have a stepmother at home who has lived with us since I was a baby, a one-year-old. Unfortunately, my dad went to the Second World War, and when he came home, he was a bush pilot. He had an accident that lost my mother. I never knew her because I was just a young fellow, but this lady I'm speaking about now is alive and well. She took care of us when we were young.
There were lots of issues, when you think about it, on my father's side. We talk about PTSD all the time, and I stand here and tell you that I know he had PTSD, but he'd never admit to it because, back then, our home was so remote. I'm north of Beauval still—not very far north, but there's nothing there. Back then we had one highway, and half the time they walked.