Posted July 7, 2009

Did I mention in an earlier post about great friend Bill down in Hillsborough, NC? He was surely one of the strongest men on earth in his day (and without the benefit of steroids or weight training). He was a part-time farmer and in his younger days before we met he used a mule to plow his garden to supplement the family table. They were dirt poor. In fact they sometimes ate the rich red clay from the side of the road, a source of potassium. But that is another story. 

            

Well, that durn mule got into his garden just one too many times, and one day Bill spied him chewing happily on the garden vegetables and just snapped. He ran down the hill, hauled back his powerful right arm, punched that mule in the forehead, and dropped it to its knees, out cold. This was told to me by his kids who watched it happen when they were young. I wish I had been there to see it. 

            

But, back to the subject of positive visualization from my previous postings. Bill may have been positively visualizing that mule staying out of the garden, and that one blow between the eyes may have done just that. 

I continue to digress . . . sorry.

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