One morning thirty years ago, I walked into the Track Kitchen, a 1 where almost everyone came for breakfast. I saw an empty chair next to an old short man. He was 2 a pair of old glasses and a wrinkled(皱) black hat.“He must be from a 3 family. I thought to myself. I asked him, “Could I join you, sir?” He agreed quietly and I sat down to have my 4.
We began a conversation and talked a lot. But we 5 asked each other's name. I guessed that he might have no money and couldn't buy anything to eat. So when I went back to the counter and bought a 6 cup of coffee, I asked.
“May I get you something?”
“A coffee would be nice.”
Then I bought him a cup of coffee. We talked more, and I got him 7 cup of coffee. Finally, I got up to leave, wished him well, and walked to the door. At the door, I met one of my friends. He asked.
“How did you know Mr. Carpenter?”
“Who?”
“The man you were sitting with. He is the CEO of the Channel.”
I could hardly 8 it. I was buying a free breakfast 9 one of the richest men in town!
My few hours with Mr. Carpenter changed my life. Now I try to treat 10 with respect(尊敬), no matter（无论) what he wears. What one has doesn't depend on what he wears.
