Eventually she did. When I was born, she was studying Christian Science because she wasn't given religion at home, and after she and my father were finished -- well, before, he would go to the beer tavern and she'd go to the Methodist, the African Methodist Episcopal Church with the children, but she never -- she introduced me to the Psalms. She didn't tell me anything about any Messiah or, you know, she didn't worship a Jesus. We would commit the Psalms and I still -- I mean to memory. I still know them and if I'm really in trouble, I remember to say those to myself, you know, the 91st Psalms, the 27th Psalms, the 37th Psalms, the 23rd Psalms, the 100th Psalms. They are affirmations in the scary world that we live in.