By Charles Towne
It has been my experience that everybody likes a good story, so, on that premise, I am going to tell you a story.
The Nielsen boys, Blake and Drake were brothers, twin brothers as a matter of fact. You probably didn’t know them but you probably heard of the family.
Not only were they twin brothers but they lived in the same house, you know the one, that big old farmhouse over there in the valley with all the fancy gingerbread up in the eaves. That’s where the boys were born and raised.
Blake and Drake Nielsen also attended the same church, that little white church up on the hill that their parents had helped build, so it could be said they were twin brothers in the spirit as well as in the flesh.
One day the brothers, the twin brothers, Blake and Drake Nielsen, for some strange reason had a falling out.
Nobody ever knew what caused the rift, all folks knew was the brothers stopped talking to each other.
They, the Nielsen twins, Blake and Drake, still farmed the large farm their parents had left them.
They got up each morning, got dressed, carefully avoided any contact, rattled around in the kitchen as they cooked and ate breakfast, did their chores, studiously avoiding any eye contact, they existed.
The years passed.
Each Sunday they shined their shoes, got dressed in their Sunday finest, combed their hair, climbed into their truck and went to church, it is what they did.
Oh, and did I mention they were both deacons in the little church?
More years passed.
As is the nature of life Blake and Drake, the Nielsen twins grew older.
So much time had passed that neither of the brothers, neither Blake or Drake Nielsen could remember what had caused their falling out to begin with.
Fifty years passed.
In those fifty years, Blake and Drake studiously avoided each other and didn’t speak fifty words to each other in all that time.
Blake and Drake, the Nielsen twins, in their eighty’s, within days of each other, died, two lonely old men.
The Nielsen twins, Blake and Drake, were buried in the family plot behind the little white church on the same day.
Nobody ever knew the cause of the rift between the two Nielsen twins Blake and Drake, but everybody thought it was precious that they were buried side by side in the family plot behind the little white church on the hill.
Charles Towne is first and foremost a Christian. An octogenarian, author, journalist, wildlife photographer, naturalist, caregiver, and survivor, his life has been and continues to be, a never-ending adventure filled with possibilities never imagined. He has adopted the philosophy that to Live fully, laugh uproariously, love passionately, and learn like there is no tomorrow, is a formula for a long and joy-filled life.