The Narrator: When I was growing up on Waltons Mountain the great Depression touched our lives in many ways. Jobs were scarce, new clothes were rare, food was simple and mostly home grown. What we had we shared. My father taught us by his quiet practice that sharing was our first duty and happiest privilege. And on one occasion I had the opportunity to share an unforgettable experience with a lady who was trying to hide a secret.
Jim Bob: Daddy?
John: Yeah, Jim Bob?
Jim Bob: Will you wake me when you get up in the morning?
John: Sure thing. Big plans for tomorrow?
Jim Bob: Uh hum. Elizabeth and I are going to dig a hole straight through to China and I want to get an early start.
John: Goodnight, Jim Bob.
Jim Bob: Goodnight, Daddy.
The Narrator: How to get attention without playing sick, how to keep from getting hung up on the barbed wire of old prejudices and grievances. As we fumbled towards answers to these and a thousand other questions we were lucky to have the teasing of our brothers and sisters to keep us from taking ourselves too seriously, and, the unfailing love of our mother and father to reassure and sustain us.