They say that my great-great-grandfather Mr. B. was a mean old man. No one called him by his first name or even by an affectionate name like "Grandpa"--they called him Mr. B. He was very strong too, probably from working on a farm most of his life.
Well, one day Mr. B and 2 of his grandsons (one great uncle and one 2nd cousin) were traveling on a horse pulling a cart. The cart turned over, trapping the 2 young ones underneath while the horse was bucking dangerously. Mr. B. held the horses legs until the 2 young men could escape from under the cart. Mr. B. surely earned his reputation as a strong man!
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