 The actual distinct memory of the heat dome that I have is oppressive. There was just kind of a stultifying heaviness about it. We had been advised for days in advance that it was coming, so the Monday evening, the last and final conversation that I had with my late landlord, kind of an agonized look on his face and a pair of sequential five-word sentences for sentence being, I don't feel very well, I don't feel very well. And the second and final sentence, the last words I would ever hear him say, I don't know what's wrong. And so early the following morning I went up from my basement suite and went to the door of the upstairs bedroom he was using and called his name several times, no response. I think initially psychologically I was in denial and I turned away but not very much later. I went back and tried to call his name again, realized that I had to call 911, so I did. One of 25 seniors who passed away here in Burnaby all in the same night. A couple days after then they began to come out with helpful information. Your internal organs may be becoming dysfunctional. Your body has no way of sending you that signal. Drink lots of water, drink when you don't want to. That's what still angers me profoundly. Why couldn't they have been saying that prior rather than post? Situations like this you realize what a privilege it is to live, to be a human being. And he was a very fine example of a human being. And as I say if I bring a little of him to anything that's a lot.