My mother got up at 4:00 in the morning. I give her so much more credit today. You know, at the time I was just a kid. Well, that’s what, you know, mom is doing. She got up and she’d make breakfast for me and bring it up to me in bed and wake me up and lay my clothes out and help me put them on. And then she’d go warm up the car. You know, in the wintertime it was freezing outside. She’d go down, start the car so I’d get into a warm car. I mean, she treated me like a little princess. And it was what I wanted to do. I didn’t really — a couple of the kids asked me today, you know, “Do you feel as though you missed out on anything in childhood because of your sacrifices?” Absolutely not. I loved it. Skating was the perfect excuse not to have to go to a friend’s house, you know, for a sleep over. Not that I didn’t have friends or didn’t like my friends. I had a couple of very close friends. And I was always being invited to sleep overs and things. I just didn’t want to go. So it was the perfect excuse. And you know, I think a lot of that was the shyness. But my mom sacrificed; I didn’t sacrifice anything. I just was passionate, you know, it’s all that passion.