What a shame!This sick, old man must have suffered from the coldness for the whole day while sitting on the hard, uncomfortable ground.He probably reached out to passersby for help.But no one stopped;no one cared.In a different season, I again came across an old man half lying on the footpath, not far from where the Winter Man had been.The morning heat was unbearable.Caught up in the familiar flow of people, I barely glanced at him.However, the memory of the old Winter Man came back to me vividly.I walked back to the man on the ground.I knelt down to ask if he was OK and his kind eyes looked at me.
