 Oh, that was in the old days of a switchboard where you had a crank telephone that you round the crank around until you got central, which was the—and often a lot of the small towns had switchboards, and some of them would be in the ladies' kitchen, but she'd be the operator for that town, and she was very respected and held a great deal of power. And so it was quite interesting. I was in Cam Sack my first year and a half before I transferred to Regina, and everybody knew everybody, and there were rural lines. So when the phone rang for Mrs. Jones, everybody on that line would listen to Mrs. Jones. So that's how we got a lot of our news, you know, and so it was—and when I went to this sort of muse people today, when I went to Regina as a newcomer, the first thing they do, you were put on the shift for time, and people would phone into the telephone office for the time. And you would have to sit—and the station was behind a large switchboard, hot and airless, and you would sit there and you'd just say, 901, 901, 901, because people would phone in, and you could even know you just did it when the light came on. You knew somebody was out there trying to get the time, but you just had to sit there and—the number of times I remember falling asleep, and I think the shifts were quite long too. You had to stay awake.