"Hey Mr., are you O.K.?"

I turn around and a little boy of about 5 with bib overalls on, stands in front of me and stares.  Focusing on him, I answer calmly and smile.  "Yes.  I am.  Thank you for asking."

Trying to decipher exactly where I am, I scan the area for any landmarks but all I come up with is a townhall and what looks to be the post office.  All I know is that I am in a very small town, and it looks like there are mountains all around us.  Perhaps even a national ...