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One of my grandfathers, an Iowa farmer and quite a large man, was somewhat famous locally for once having knocked a horse down with his fist. He was a very nice and mild-tempered guy, but apparently the horse managed to tick him off.

A guy I once worked with was from rural Kentucky and his father was a big, burly rough-and-tumble type. He got kicked in the head by a mule one day and everybody thought he was dead. They took his body to his house and after a few hours he came to, good as new.

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I’ve lost several friends who were kicked by horses. They were big work horses and each time the guy was kicked in the chest. All Amish.

It is beautiful to see teams of big work horses, six to a team, pulling farm equipment in the fields.