There has been conjecture over the years, but even 50 years later no one could say they really had a bonafide reason why two brothers would have such a fracas.
The story goes that it started late one afternoon in a local bar.
Eyewitnesses at the time said that Cletus entered the bar, walked over to his brother, Cloutus, who was standing at the bar ordering a drink, tapped him on the shoulder and, when Cloutus turned around, Cletus hit him.
The blow was so hard it bounced Cloutus off the bar and sent him stumbling to the floor.
It took only a second for Cloutus to recover from the blow and he was quickly on his feet swinging at his brother.
Both men were well over six feet tall and weighed in excess of 250 pounds each.
Cloutus landed a blow to Cletus’ right eye that sent him spinning into the crowd that had started to gather to watch the fight.
Cletus responded with a heavy right to his brother’s jaw.
By this point the two men were in mortal combat.
You could not imagine a more equal match-up between two men.
As the fight continued; more and more blows were thrown.
The spectacle became so morbid that people began to leave, not wanting to see the carnage that these two men were lambasting upon each other.
The trouncing continued for 15 minutes as both men began to show their fatigue.
Like two great bulls butting heads, the brothers started to stagger from the pounding.
Finally the two men simultaneously fell to the floor, grabbing at each other, trying to place the final blow.
Police showed up, but the fight had worn itself out and all that was left were the still limp bodies of two large men in the center of the bar room floor.
Cletus died on that floor, beaten by his brother.
Cloutus was taken to the local hospital where he stayed for six weeks.
The brutality of the fight had taken its toll and Cloutus’ mind was never right after the fight, and he ended up in a psychiatric ward.
The vaguenesss of the reason for the fight and the brutality of the fight had left no one to prosecute, especially after Cloutus was hospitalized.
Speculation ran wild as it would after such an incident.
Some said it had been over a woman, others thought it was over land the two brothers owned, or maybe a hunting dog.
The only verifiable truth of the whole incident was that one brother was dead and the other’s mind had been so scrambled by the fight that he could no longer function.
Something happened that day that changed two men’s lives forever.