One sunny summer’s day, as he sat there smoking his pipe, he heard footsteps approaching along the mountain path which passed by his bench. It was a young man with a heavy pack on his back. He walked up to the old man and said, “Do you mind if I sit down and rest awhile?” “No, of course not, make yourself comfortable,” replied the old man. It was a hot day and the young man was clearly tired because it took him a while to catch his breath. After a few minutes, he turned to the old man and asked him, pointing down to the village below, “Is that your village down there?” “Yes,” said the old man. “Why do you ask?” “I was wondering what the people are like there,” the young man said. https://lnkd.in/dWSw2Nz