He was, he was such a lovely man.

When your dad brought your favorite teddy, um, from home to give it to you to keep, did it make you feel like happy, sad? How did it make you feel?

Because good happens as well, and there are good people and bad people all the time.

How does it feel to still be alive at 92 and h- and have succeeded in so many things? For example, a PhD in biochemistry, a medal from the Queen after such traumatic times.