The grandfather looked back down at the dirt nodding his head slightly and dug up another clump of potatoes. His aged hands quickly separated the dirt from the potatoes and gently placed the newly dug potatoes in the old metal pail. The grandfather pushed the shovel deep into the dirt with his foot and left it there. He straightened his aged body up slowly, placed his dirty hands on the sides of his old blue jean overalls, and looked at his grandson again, “What if a hundred people do something wrong - is it wrong?”