— — thirty-nine winters wound into one bright sphere.
“A twelve-foot ball of binder twine under a glass gazebo on the main street of Darwin, Minnesota. Francis A. Johnson rolled it himself from 1950 until 1989, four hours a day, every day, until it weighed close to nine tons. It is the largest ball of twine wound by one person on record. The town of three hundred and fifty people throws it a birthday in August.
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Darwin is a small city in Meeker County, central Minnesota, about 65 miles west of Minneapolis along U.S. Route 12. The 2020 census counted 350 residents. The town's defining landmark sits at the corner of Main Street under a clear gazebo: a twelve-foot ball of sisal binder twine wound by farmer Francis A. Johnson between 1950 and 1989. It weighs roughly 17,400 pounds and measures forty feet around. Johnson worked on it four hours a day for thirty-nine years.
The gazebo stands open day and night on Main Street, free to visit, with a small museum across the road that opens during summer hours. The town leans into the landmark: Twine Ball Inn next door, Twine Ball Days each August, a Weird Al Yankovic song from 1989 in regular rotation. Two competing claims exist, in Cawker City, Kansas and Branson, Missouri, but Darwin holds the record for the largest ball wound by a single person rather than a community.
Twine Ball Day falls on the second Saturday of August every year and pulls a few thousand people into a town of 350. There is a parade down Main Street, a polka band, a 5K, and a coronation of Miss Twine Ball. Francis Johnson started the ball in March 1950 in his barn and moved it outside in 1979 when it would no longer fit through the door. He died in 1989; the town built the gazebo the same year.