Mike was driving home from

Mike was driving home from a long business trip in Northern Arizona, when he saw an elderly Navajo man walking

on the side of the road.   As the trip was a long and quiet one, he stopped the car and asked the Navajo man if he

would like a ride.   With a silent nod of thanks, the old man got into the car Resuming the journey, Mike tried – in

vain – to make a bit of small talk with the Navajo man.  The old man just sat silently, looking intently at everything

he saw, studying every little detail, until he noticed a brown bag on the seat next to Mike.

“What in bag?” asked the old man.  Mike looked down at the brown bag and said: “Oh, it’s a bottle of wine

I got it for my wife.”  The Navajo man was silent for another moment or two.

Then, speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder, he said: “Good trade!”