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<blockquote data-quote="Margonme" data-source="post: 1373158" data-attributes="member: 25776"><p>Neighbor had a big sorrel gelding. Could not break him. Dad hooked him up to Bunny, our best Belgium mare. Dad was trying to get them to back a wagon. The gelding just stood there fighting the bit. Dad handed the check lines to Henry. He said you pull until that SOB backs up. Dad picked up a Pine 2x4, stood in front of the gelding, struck him a blow across the nose. It cracked like a shotgun. He yelled, "Back you SOB, back. GD you, you better back up." The gelding was confused. He started to jump forward. Henry laid into him with the bit. Crack. Dad hit him between the eyes. Blood was foaming from his nostrils. Finally, he started backing up. Dad said, "BG, you better back up."</p><p></p><p>Dad was 5' 11". But the hardest strongest man for his size I ever saw. His temper was legendary as was his toughness. Not making this up. Truth. I always did what he said. I would have hated to try to fight him. When Henry got back from Vietnam, he and dad got into a scrape. They squared off in the yard but mom came out yelling if You hit him Bob, it will be the last thing you ever do.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Margonme, post: 1373158, member: 25776"] Neighbor had a big sorrel gelding. Could not break him. Dad hooked him up to Bunny, our best Belgium mare. Dad was trying to get them to back a wagon. The gelding just stood there fighting the bit. Dad handed the check lines to Henry. He said you pull until that SOB backs up. Dad picked up a Pine 2x4, stood in front of the gelding, struck him a blow across the nose. It cracked like a shotgun. He yelled, "Back you SOB, back. GD you, you better back up." The gelding was confused. He started to jump forward. Henry laid into him with the bit. Crack. Dad hit him between the eyes. Blood was foaming from his nostrils. Finally, he started backing up. Dad said, "BG, you better back up." Dad was 5' 11". But the hardest strongest man for his size I ever saw. His temper was legendary as was his toughness. Not making this up. Truth. I always did what he said. I would have hated to try to fight him. When Henry got back from Vietnam, he and dad got into a scrape. They squared off in the yard but mom came out yelling if You hit him Bob, it will be the last thing you ever do. [/QUOTE]
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