"His story went on. He had challenged another for the love of a lass in Pennsylvania many years before, and by that impulsive and un-knightly act, two children were born. A girl, Nelly Mae, and a boy, John, half-brother and sister you have never seen, he said. Looking down to avoid my stare of surprise and to soothe his apparently irritated conscience, I broke the deathly silence with a little humor. How could one distinguish sightless shape from beauty or ugliness? (I was old enough to understand how one could cheat another of his sweetheart under a chestnut tree, even in the days of long skirts or high shoes.)
His only answer was a refreshing chuckle that seemed to bring some hidden memories back to his aging mind. After a few moments he said, young man, the only change since the creation of mankind, in that natural emotional science, is time. The imagination is the same. We build a nest for two after that crafty conception. I asked him why he had never mentioned this subject before. He replied with a look of relief, as if some of the heaviness had left his mind, and went on to tell me about his early life up to the time of his marriage."
-another excerpt from my Great Grandpa Buckley's story
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