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Chris: On our last Adventure in Odyssey...

Kent Wakefield: I don't believe it. Hi, can I help you? This place, it's real. I used to live here.

John Whittaker: I'm sorry, Mr. Wakefield. Kent Wakefield. Kent could have Odyssey mistaken for somewhere else, or he's out of his mind.

Dale Jacobs: Yeah, I've been wondering about that.

Connie Kendall: Hello, it's in.

James Wakefield: Beware.

Connie Kendall: All right, who is this?

James Wakefield: Mr. Whittaker, Kent is insane.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: So Whit's End is a copy of another house.

Dale Jacobs: Well, what's left of the place. The house burned down over 20 years ago.

James Wakefield: Listen to me!

Connie Kendall: You're hurting me! Stop! Help!

Kent Wakefield: It's Whit's End, a burned-out Whit's End.

Connie Kendall: What was that?

John Whittaker: I don't know. The wind, I hope. Maybe we should leave.

Connie Kendall: Good idea.

John Whittaker: Go, Lucy! Look out, Mr. Whittaker! Oh!

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: Mr. Whittaker!

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Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: Mr. Whittaker! Mr. Whittaker!

John Whittaker: Oh, I'm okay. Just got knocked over, that's all. No damage done.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: Thank goodness. That was close.

John Whittaker: It sure was. Funny that ceiling coming loose right at that moment.

Connie Kendall: It wasn't funny at all.

Mrs. Olman: Hello? Who's in here? Hello?

John Whittaker: Over here.

Mrs. Olman: What are you doing here? What do you want?

John Whittaker: My name's John Whittaker, and I...

Mrs. Olman: I don't care who you are. What are you doing on this property? You're trespassing.

John Whittaker: Well, I'm sorry. We didn't see any signs.

Mrs. Olman: You need a sign to tell you not to come into a burned-down wreck? Are you fools?

John Whittaker: I'm sorry. You're right. We shouldn't have come in. I very nearly got myself killed by...

Mrs. Olman: I can see what happened. I'm not blind.

Connie Kendall: Excuse me for asking, but who are you?

Mrs. Olman: The name's Olman, and I'm the caretaker of this property.

Connie Kendall: You live here?

Mrs. Olman: In a cottage in the woods behind. What's it to you?

John Whittaker: We didn't know anyone was connected with the Tate House anymore.

Mrs. Olman: Why should you? It's none of your business. Now, be on your way.

John Whittaker: Yes, ma'am. We're going.

Connie Kendall: Nothing like a little warmth and friendliness.

John Whittaker: Obviously not the sociable type. Come on.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: Look, Mr. Whittaker. It's the police.

John Whittaker: What is going on here?

Detective Aldridge: Excuse me. Make way, please. Excuse me.

Connie Kendall: Whit! Lucy!

Detective Aldridge: Hello, Whit.

John Whittaker: Is everybody all right? You guys will never guess what happened.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: You're right. What is all this?

Connie Kendall: Kent Wakefield was here, and he was acting really strange. And he grabbed me by the arm, and I have a bruise. See?

John Whittaker: You called the police because of a bruise?

Connie Kendall: Well, no, not exactly. I screamed, and Scrub called the police.

John Whittaker: Where's Kent now?

Connie Kendall: It's weird. He got upset and kept apologizing for scaring me, and then ran off. I'm telling you, Whit, he's got problems, if you know what I mean. I'm scared he might do something to himself.

Detective Aldridge: I've got the squad cars keeping an eye out for him. It wouldn't hurt to pick him up, just to check on him.

James Wakefield: Let me through, please. Please, pardon me. Excuse me. Mr. Whittaker!

John Whittaker: Mr. Wakefield! Good timing.

James Wakefield: My nephew, he's been here, hasn't he?

John Whittaker: Apparently, he has. Connie, Detective Aldridge, this is James Wakefield. He's Kent's uncle by adoption. You know Lucy.

James Wakefield: Of course. Of course I do. But where is he? He didn't hurt anyone, did he?

Connie Kendall: Well, I have a bruise right...

John Whittaker: Everything's fine.

James Wakefield: I knew this would happen. He'll only get worse the longer he's here. I told you, he's a very sick man.

John Whittaker: Well, he may have problems, Mr. Wakefield, but I've learned some things you should hear. The Tate House...

James Wakefield: I know.

John Whittaker: You know?

James Wakefield: Of course I do. It's a remarkable coincidence, isn't it?

John Whittaker: Well, I'd call it more than a coincidence. It matches everything Kent has said.

James Wakefield: Of course it does. Of course it does. Then Mr. Whittaker, he's done this before. He goes into a town where a family suffered at a house fire and pretends like it happened to him, like it's his past.

That's why I must get him out of here. Indulging it will only hurt him. It could send him over the edge.

Connie Kendall: I think he's pretty close to the edge already.

James Wakefield: And it would help a lot if you would stop wasting your time investigating his story. You nearly got yourself killed earlier, and it would have been for nothing. If you want to help, help me find Kent.

Connie Kendall: I'm sorry about all the fuss, Whit. Calling the police.

John Whittaker: Oh, it's all right. I'm sure Kent gave you quite a scare.

Connie Kendall: He sure did. I guess that's that. No mystery, no article. Just a poor, sad, crazy man running around shaking people up with his imagination.

John Whittaker: Well said, if it's the truth.

Connie Kendall: What? Now, you heard what Mr. Wakefield said.

John Whittaker: I did, and I think he said more than he meant to.

Connie Kendall: What do you mean?

John Whittaker: He said I almost got killed earlier today. How did he know?

Connie Kendall: Oh, I didn't mention it.

John Whittaker: Well, neither did I.

Connie Kendall: I was wondering what he meant by that. You almost got killed?

John Whittaker: I'll explain later. The point is, there's something very suspicious about this whole thing. Lucy, I think we need to give your boss a call at the Odyssey Times.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: You mean the investigation's still on?

John Whittaker: Yes, I think it has to be until we know the truth.

John Whittaker: Well, thanks for seeing us again, Dale. Were you able to find out anything?

Dale Jacobs: I had one of my assistants check our files and make a few calls.

John Whittaker: And?

Dale Jacobs: After the fire at the Tate House, Catherine Anderson died of smoke inhalation, and the son, Kenneth, was moved to a foster home. And that's it. No more information.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: But what about Stephen Anderson, the father? The last thing we saw about him was that he was taken to the hospital still alive.

Dale Jacobs: Again, nothing. I can only assume that he died later, or young Kenneth wouldn't have been put up for adoption.

John Whittaker: Well, somebody must have a record, though.

Dale Jacobs: I could try to call the hospital.

John Whittaker: Wait, I have a better idea. We'll go talk to Dr. Morton. She'll know how to find out.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: Whit! Lucy!

John Whittaker: Did you find anything, Dr. Morton?

Dr. Morton: I had to crawl around in the cabinets in the basement a little. It was a long time ago, before they put everything on computer.

John Whittaker: Well, thank you for checking. Was Stephen Anderson's file there?

Dr. Morton: That's the curious thing. Part of it was, but some of it seems to be missing.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: Missing?

John Whittaker: Don't tell me, a clerical error.

Dr. Morton: I have no idea. The initial reports are there. They brought Stephen Anderson in and he was severely burned. At the trauma unit, Dr. Newcastle discovered...

John Whittaker: Dr. Newcastle?

Dr. Morton: The attending physician.

John Whittaker: Oh, go on.

Dr. Morton: Dr. Newcastle discovered that Stephen suffered from extensive smoke inhalation and possibly even brain damage. That's all there is. Everything else in the file is missing.

John Whittaker: How strange. This family seems victimized by missing files. So nobody knows what became of Stephen Anderson?

Dr. Morton: Well, I cross-referenced our files in the morgue and there was no record of him there.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: What does that mean?

Dr. Morton: Unless he died somewhere else, it means that Stephen Anderson might still be alive.

Connie Kendall: This is amazing.

John Whittaker: I don't know about amazing, but it certainly is mysterious. We have Kent Wakefield who may really be Kenneth Anderson, but doesn't know it. Unless, of course, he's crazy. And now we have Stephen Anderson who seems to have disappeared completely. It's mind-boggling.

Connie Kendall: But if Stephen Anderson's alive and Kent is his son, then they haven't seen each other for years.

John Whittaker: Exactly. They probably don't even know that the other one still exists. Come on, climb in.

Connie Kendall: Where are we going now?

John Whittaker: Well, maybe a visit to Dr. Newcastle will help. You know that even if we find Stephen Anderson, that doesn't prove anything about Kent.

Kent Wakefield: Stephen who?

John Whittaker: Kent! What are you doing back there?

Kent Wakefield: You shouldn't leave your car doors unlocked. Any lunatic might sneak in.

Connie Kendall: You scared me!

Kent Wakefield: I'm sorry. It seems to be a specialty of mine. The police are looking for you, you know. You caused quite a commotion at Whit's End. I'm sorry about that, too. I got a little excited. I'm not really dangerous.

John Whittaker: Well, what do you want?

Kent Wakefield: I want to know what you found out.

John Whittaker: Found out about what?

Kent Wakefield: About me. My past. You've been checking. I know you have. You believed me from the very beginning.

John Whittaker: Don't be so sure.

Kent Wakefield: You have. You want to know the truth as much as I do. Help me, Mr. Whittaker. It's no accident that Whit's End stirs my memories the way it does. What do you know?

John Whittaker: Well, I shouldn't do this, but maybe we should drive out to the Tate House.

Kent Wakefield: The Tate House? Yes.

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Kent Wakefield: Oh, my. It can't be. It's my house.

Connie Kendall: Do you remember it?

Kent Wakefield: Yes. Yes. This is it. This is the one I keep dreaming about, remembering. I don't believe it. No wonder Whit's End was such a memory-jogger. They're identical.

John Whittaker: Close enough. Can you tell me exactly what you remember when you look at it?

Mrs. Olman: It's you again. I thought I told you to get off my property. I'll call the police. I will.

John Whittaker: I'm sorry, Mrs. Olman, but we had to...

Kent Wakefield: Wait a minute. Mrs. Olman? Yes, I know you.

Mrs. Olman: What? That's impossible. You... No. No, it couldn't be. No! Go away! I'll call the police! Go away! Go away!

Kent Wakefield: Wait! Wait!

John Whittaker: Kent! Let her go. You're in enough trouble already.

Kent Wakefield: But I recognize her. What is she doing here?

John Whittaker: She's the caretaker. She lives in the cottage behind the house.

Connie Kendall: Who do you think she is?

Kent Wakefield: I'm not sure, but I know her. I do.

John Whittaker: Come on.

Kent Wakefield: Where are we going?

John Whittaker: I'm taking you back to my house where you're going to have to stay put, at least until I can figure out what to do.

Kent Wakefield: But you believe me, don't you?

John Whittaker: I don't know what to believe, which is why I want you safely out of the way at my house. Now, let's go.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: Do you think Kent will stay at your house?

John Whittaker: Well, I hope so. Ah, here it is. Dr. T. Newcastle.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: He must be pretty old now.

John Whittaker: Dr. Morton said he retired, Lucy. Retirement doesn't mean you're old.

Dr. Newcastle: Yes, can I help you?

John Whittaker: Dr. Newcastle?

Dr. Newcastle: Yes, that's me, though I don't get called doctor much anymore. Retired a few years ago, you know.

John Whittaker: Yes, sir. Well, I'm John Whittaker, and this is Lucy Schultz.

Dr. Newcastle: Nice to meet you. I don't take patients anymore, you know.

John Whittaker: No, sir, but we wanted to ask you a few questions about a case you handled a number of years ago.

Dr. Newcastle: What kind of number of years? Old memory isn't what it used to be, you know.

John Whittaker: Still, we'd like to try. The records at the hospital are missing and well...

Dr. Newcastle: Don't dilly-dally in the hall. Come on in. You want some tea, coffee, or lemonade?

John Whittaker: Not for me, thanks.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: No, thank you.

Dr. Newcastle: Then let me find my bag. It's been a while since I've done any checkups, you know.

John Whittaker: We're not here for a checkup, Dr. Newcastle. We just want to ask you some questions.

Dr. Newcastle: Questions about what?

John Whittaker: Stephen Anderson.

Dr. Newcastle: What about him?

John Whittaker: You remember him?

Dr. Newcastle: Not at all. What about him?

John Whittaker: He was a patient of yours about 20 years ago. You treated him at the hospital for severe burns and smoke inhalation after the Tate House fire.

Dr. Newcastle: The Tate House! Yes! I remember the Tate House fire. Nasty, that was. The woman died, and there was a husband.

John Whittaker: Stephen.

Dr. Newcastle: That's him. Horribly burned, disfigured. Nothing we could do. Bad smoke inhalation too.

John Whittaker: You said you thought he suffered from brain damage.

Dr. Newcastle: Not surprised. That poor man, you knew look at him he'd never be the same again.

John Whittaker: What happened to him?

Dr. Newcastle: Can't rightly remember. I expect the hospital would have it in their file. I retired, you know.

John Whittaker: Well, the files are gone, Dr. Newcastle. We can't find out what happened to him.

Dr. Newcastle: Files are gone? Well, I suppose we could look in my journals.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: Journals? What journals?

Dr. Newcastle: Here they are. I put a marker in the pages about Stephen Anderson. I had forgotten all about him.

John Whittaker: Thank you.

Dr. Newcastle: We had him in the hospital for several months before he got moved.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: Moved?

Dr. Newcastle: Transferred out to where was it? Not a private hospital. Private Care. That's right.

John Whittaker: Well, according to your journal, you met Stephen Anderson's brother-in-law.

Dr. Newcastle: That's right. I remember now. He came in several times to talk about Stephen. At first, I didn't get his name. Real mysterious fellow. I remember thinking he was very wealthy. Of course, he'd have to be to take care of Stephen back at the house.

John Whittaker: Which house?

Dr. Newcastle: It's right in there, isn't it? They moved him back to Tate Lodge.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: You mean House, don't you? Tate House?

Dr. Newcastle: Don't be silly, girl. The Tate House burned down years ago. Besides, he never could have navigated those stairs in a wheelchair.

John Whittaker: Stephen was in a wheelchair?

Dr. Newcastle: Not Stephen, the brother-in-law. I know I wrote his name down there somewhere. Look it up. It was George... no, John... no, James.

John Whittaker: What?

Dr. Newcastle: It's right here. James Wakefield.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: Bingo!

Dr. Newcastle: Real nice fellow.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: James Wakefield was Catherine Anderson's brother?

Dr. Newcastle: And Stephen Anderson's brother-in-law. That's usually how it works.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: But wait a minute. If Kent really is Kenneth Anderson, then James Wakefield isn't Kent's adopted uncle. He's Kent's real uncle.

John Whittaker: Huh?

John Whittaker: Kent? Kent?

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: Where is he?

John Whittaker: I don't know. Check upstairs, will you? I'll check the kitchen. Oh, what now?

Dale Jacobs: Whit, I'm glad I found you. I've been looking for you all over the place.

John Whittaker: Well, we've been all over the place. Lucy, is he up there?

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: No. Did you check the kitchen? Maybe he left a note.

Dale Jacobs: Will you two stand still for a minute? I found a connection in your little mystery. James Wakefield is Catherine Anderson's brother.

John Whittaker: You know?

Dale Jacobs: Only that much. What did you find out?

John Whittaker: Well, that and that the Wakefield family was one of the richest in Pittsburgh.

Dale Jacobs: Don't tell me. Catherine Wakefield, later Anderson, was the heir to the family fortune until she died in the Tate House fire.

John Whittaker: Right. You're getting pretty good at this, aren't you?

Dale Jacobs: Not really. Anyway, since James Wakefield is the last surviving member, he got all the money.

John Whittaker: Ah, that's what's so strange. You see, James was the black sheep of the family. He nearly got disinherited because he was in and out of trouble so much as a young man.

So according to their father's will, Catherine was the heir, and if anything happened to her, her husband and children would get the family fortune. Only if something happened to them would James get anything.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: Let me get this straight. The only reason James Wakefield has the family money is because Catherine and her family are out of the way?

John Whittaker: Right. Except that they're not out of the way. Lucy, check the kitchen, will you please?

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: Sure.

John Whittaker: If Kent Wakefield really is Kenneth Anderson, then he's the heir to the family fortune.

Dale Jacobs: That's how it looks to me.

John Whittaker: Which makes it very important that we find Kent right away. He could be in trouble.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: Worse than you think, Mr. Whittaker. He left a note on the kitchen table. He remembered who Mrs. Olman was and went back to Tate Lodge to find her.

Dale Jacobs: Tate Lodge? Doesn't he mean Tate House?

John Whittaker: No, that must be the name of the cottage behind the house. We have to hurry.

Kent Wakefield: It's you. Yes. Please listen. I know you.

Mrs. Olman: Do you want me to call the police? I will.

Kent Wakefield: You were the housekeeper for my family. I called you Ollies when I was a boy. I know I did. Please.

Mrs. Olman: Please! Go away before it's too late! I wish you salesmen would quit bothering me!

Kent Wakefield: No! Don't close the door!

James Wakefield: That's right, Mrs. Olman. Don't close the door. Let him in.

Mrs. Olman: No!

James Wakefield: Let him in.

Kent Wakefield: Uncle James? What are you doing here?

James Wakefield: I should ask you the same question. You were a bad boy to run away from me again.

Kent Wakefield: I know. I'm sorry. What in the world is that?

James Wakefield: That's our own Stephen. Stephen, come in.

Kent Wakefield: No, Mr. Whittaker, don't get him involved.

James Wakefield: Don't be ridiculous. He's already involved. Stephen! Stephen!

Kent Wakefield: No! What?

James Wakefield: Say hello, Stephen.

Kent Wakefield: What's this all about, Uncle James? What are you doing here?

James Wakefield: Get the syringe ready, Mrs. Olman.

Kent Wakefield: What's going on here? Tell me what's going on!

James Wakefield: I'm going to take you home. That's all.

Kent Wakefield: I'm not ready to go home.

James Wakefield: Hold him, Stephen. Hold him!

Kent Wakefield: No! Let me go! Stop!

James Wakefield: Give him the shot, Mrs. Olman.

Kent Wakefield: No! Please, sir!

James Wakefield: It's the best thing for everybody. Give him the shot so he'll sleep comfortably going home.

Kent Wakefield: No! Don't do this! No!

James Wakefield: Hold him still, Stephen!

Kent Wakefield: No! Please, Mrs. Olman! Ow! Stop it!

James Wakefield: Good. Good, good. Just a few seconds, and you'll have a nice rest. All done, sir. Thank you. This whole thing will settle down once I get you home. Listen to me. It's too late. Mr. Whittaker knows.

James Wakefield: Knows what?

Kent Wakefield: He knows all about you. You can't take me back. He knows.

James Wakefield: What do you think he meant by Whittaker knowing?

Mrs. Olman: I have no idea, sir.

James Wakefield: I tried to warn him off. He's been poking his nose into everything.

Mrs. Olman: You got rid of all the records.

James Wakefield: Maybe I slipped up. I don't know how deep Whittaker was digging. What am I going to do? Please, just put Kent in the car and go. Leave us in peace. Stephen, please, take care... No, no, no, wait. Wait, I have to think.

I could take him back, but if Whittaker knows, then the police will come after me later. This may call for some drastic action.

Mrs. Olman: Drastic?

James Wakefield: What else can I do? A tragic accident. It's the only way.

Mrs. Olman: No!

James Wakefield: Stephen, take him.

Mrs. Olman: Listen to me. I won't be party to murder.

James Wakefield: Do you think I like it any better than you? Or would you prefer that we let him live so that Whittaker can ruin it for all of us? What do you think will become of you or your precious Stephen, huh?

Do you think he'll enjoy life in an institution or as a circus sideshow freak? No! Then don't stand about.

Mrs. Olman: Wait. Please. There must be another way. We can't...

James Wakefield: I don't know what else to do. We have to get rid of him.

Mrs. Olman: No! No! If this is what it's come to, why didn't you kill him years ago? Why didn't you get it over with then?

James Wakefield: Because he's my sister's son! I couldn't kill my own flesh. What are we going to do?

John Whittaker: Give yourself up. That's probably the best thing.

James Wakefield: Whittaker.

John Whittaker: All the pieces fell into place, Wakefield. It's over.

James Wakefield: No.

John Whittaker: Why don't you have Stephen carry his son out to my car?

James Wakefield: Yes. Of course. Come on, Stephen. Let's carry him out.

John Whittaker: Wakefield, it's over.

John Whittaker: So after the fire, James Wakefield, being the almost disinherited black sheep of the Wakefield family, couldn't be found. With no next of kin, Kent was put in foster homes and Stephen remained in the hospital.

But several months later, Wakefield somehow found out what happened and then decided to use the tragedy for his own purposes, to get the family fortune.

Dale Jacobs: That's when he suddenly showed up as next of kin and had Stephen Anderson moved from the hospital to Tate Lodge, where Mrs. Olman kept him under wraps.

Connie Kendall: But why would she go along with that?

John Whittaker: Well, she was the Anderson's housekeeper before the fire. Perhaps she did it out of a sense of loyalty. Maybe it was a displaced love.

Connie Kendall: But what about Kent?

Dale Jacobs: I can answer that. Kent, very young and emotionally scarred by his experience, was moved from foster home to foster home. Again, Wakefield used the confusion of the situation to get rid of Kent's records and hide his true identity. With Kent out of the way, Wakefield got the family fortune.

Connie Kendall: But why did he adopt him later?

John Whittaker: Oh, probably for security, to make absolutely sure he could be hidden away.

Connie Kendall: That's terrible. The love of money is the root of all evil.

John Whittaker: When I think of the years that have been lost to Stephen and Kent because of one man's greed, it makes me want to...

Connie Kendall: Wait, Whit. Here comes Kent.

Kent Wakefield: Hello, everybody.

Connie Kendall: Hi, Kent.

Kent Wakefield: I just wanted to stop in to say thanks for all you've done. And to say I'm sorry for scaring you, Connie.

Connie Kendall: Oh, I'll get over it.

John Whittaker: What are your plans now, Kent?

Kent Wakefield: I'm on my way back to the police station to finish giving my statement. Then I'm going to the hospital to see my... my father. It feels strange to say it. My father. Just to spend time. Maybe try to make up for some of what we've lost.

Connie Kendall: Do you think he knows who you are?

Kent Wakefield: I want to believe he does. Maybe one day, he really will. Anyway, thank you. Thank you all.

John Whittaker: God bless you, Kent. Er, Kenneth.

Kent Wakefield: Right. Goodbye.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: Goodbye.

Connie Kendall: Bye.

Lucy Cunningham-Schultz: What do you think will happen to him?

John Whittaker: After he goes through the pain of testifying against his uncle and Mrs. Olman at the trial, I expect he'll begin a very difficult journey to normal living.

Connie Kendall: It's awful.

John Whittaker: Well, speaking of normal living, maybe we should get back to ours.

Connie Kendall: Yeah. Good idea. After an experience like this, how can anything be normal again?

John Whittaker: Only by the grace of God.

Chris: Time and time again, we've seen how greed destroys lives. Even the innocent suffer from its consequences. Sometimes it happens quickly, sometimes it takes years, but you can be sure that eventually the poison of greed will take its toll and the truth will be found out, just like it did in our story of the Mysterious Stranger.

I'm glad you joined us for Adventures in Odyssey. Don't forget, if you ever want to write to us, just send your letter to Odyssey, Colorado Springs, Colorado, 80995. Or in Canada, write to Box 9800, Vancouver, B.C., V6B 4G3. Be sure to ask how you can get a copy of today's episode. It's called The Mysterious Stranger. The address again is Odyssey, Colorado Springs, Colorado, 80995.

Adventures in Odyssey is a presentation of Focus on the Family. The Mysterious Stranger was written and directed by Paul McCusker. Our production engineer was Bob Luttrell, and our executive producer, Chuck Bolte. And I'm Chris, hoping you'll join us again next time for more Adventures in Odyssey.