Well let me tell ya bout the time me and old Freddy Franz duked it out.
He called me "boy" one day and I jumped up in the air and was ready to land a Billyjack roundhouse on him, when all of the sudden he did three back handsprings and caught me in the jaw and down I went. When I came to I remember 4 brothers pulling him off me as he was calling me dirty names...little bastard! Those frenchmen can fight!
Actually, NO ! In my fortyone years as a Witness I never came close to being assaulted. Got along with everyone.I never knew of anyone else who was assaulted either.