A few days ago I was shuffling along the streetr when I noticed a young boy sitting on the front wall of his house, crying as if his heart was breaking.
I stopped beside the youngster and asked, "Son, what's the matter? Why are you crying so?"
"I'm... cry... crying 'cause I can't do what my 20-year-old brother does." he said.
So I sat there and cried with him.