Once a young lad came up to the father of a large church and said his life's dream was to be the bell ringer for the church. The father smiled but then noticed that the lad didn't have any arms! "How do you intend to ring the bell without arms?" he inquired. "Watch!" said the boy as he jumped face first into the bell which rang loud and proud. "Well, since you have your heart set on the task and you're obviously willing to do anything, then you have the job!" For many years the boy rang the bell by jumping face first into it. Then, one day, as he was walking around the bell tower, he slipped and fell over the rail falling a long way down to his death. Some witnesses yelled to the father, who was now getting very old, and asked him "Do you know who this man is?"
"No," began the father, "but his face rings a bell..."
