Philanthropy: Mr. Flint

A tornado ten years ago swept through Flint, Mich., and tore up the town. Afterward, hundreds of people came from miles around to pitch in and help rebuild. Up walked an old geezer wearing a carpenter's apron and carrying his own hammer and nails. When he tried to climb a ladder to help nail roofing, a foreman shooed him away. The would-be carpenter was furious. "They think I'm too old!" he grumped. "That's all nonsense. I can outwork half these guys, and I'm as handy with a hammer as the next one!" To prove it, he devoted three hand-blistering...

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