I mean, you could do, you know, you could do lab work, you could send, you could send in your blood. You could get a, you know, an SMA8 or a SMA 12 or a whatever you get. And then you look at it and you’ve got numbers, but you know what the numbers mean. And in those days, Fred Soifer, who was down in Houston was the only guy who kind of halfway billed himself as a hematologist. And so we, you know, those, those things happen frequently. After every meeting, everybody, you know, everybody and express an opinion and then have another drink. And then there’d be another piece of paper that went around the room. And all of a sudden this guy, red hair, beards, clod hopper boots, you know, stepped out of the back of the crowd and it was Ulie Seale.
