There was a church that needed a new bell ringer

There was a church that needed a new bell ringer, so they put out a call in the village for tryouts. One of them is a local homeless guy with no arms The priest almost laughs when the guy asks to try out.

"How are you going to ring the bell?" the priest asks.

"Let me show you," the man replies. So the two of them climb up the bell tower. The priest watches as the man backs up, gets a running start and slams his face into the bell. The results is the most beautiful "BONNNNNNNGGGGGG" the priest has ever heard.

"You're hired," he says. For years, the homeless man serves as the church's bell ringer, sleeping with the livestock and waking up ever morning to slam his face into the bell. His stench grows worse, and nobody ever gets close enough to learn the man's name.

One day, the man is tasked with ringing the bell during a thunderstorm. He gets his running start, and right when he's about to launch himself into the bell, he loses his footing on the wet floor and slides across and out the window, where he falls to his death.

A crowd gathers around his lifeless body on the cobblestones below.

"Who is he?" asks someone.

"I don't know," comes the reply, "but his face rings a bell."

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