When I was little, probably seven or eight, my sister and I made some lemonade and placed a table near our road and sold glasses for ten cents a glass. At the time, we had a gardener. The poor man bought two or three glasses and paid the money. Looking back now, I bet the fellow didn't make that much money and his twenty or thirty cents took a little chunk out he needed to keep. But he was willing to make two little girls happy by being our only customer.