„How did it happen?“ the doctor asked the middle-aged farmhand as he setthe man’s broken leg.“Well, doc, 25 years ago …““Never mind the past. Tell me how you broke your leg this morning.““Like I was saying…25 years ago, when I first started working on thefarm, that night, right after I’d gone to bed, the farmer’s beautifuldaughter came into my room. She asked me if there was anything I wanted.I said no, everything is fine. „Are you sure?“, she asked. „I’m sure,I said. „Isn’t there anything I can do for you?“ she wanted to know.“I reckon not“ I replied …“Excuse me,“ said the doctor, „What does this story have to do with your leg?““Well, this morning,“ the farmhand explained, „when it dawned on me whatshe meant, I fell off the roof!“
