An old man spent his life repairing clocks....
As he grew older, his eyesight faded and his hands began to shake.
On his deathbed, he gathered his children.
I've spent my life repairing clocks. I never turned away someone who couldn't afford it. Promise me that whenever someone brings you a broken clock, you'll fix it first. If they can't pay, don't charge them.
his children kept the promise
Years passed
Then decades
then centuries
The family workshop never closed.
Whenever a clock stopped, someone from the family would repair it, smile, and leave without asking for anything in return.
People traveled from all over the world just to meet them.
Eventually, historians wrote about the family's tradition.
They called it...
a second-hand business................