Narrator: [narration as John 'John Boy' Walton, Jr. reading from his journal] When you're growing up, Septembers have a special feeling; another carefree summer is all too quickly ended and a new school year is about to begin. There was an extra excitement for me in the September of 1934. My years at Miss Hunter's school on Waltons Mountain were over, and I was ready to take those first faltering steps into the strange world outside. How vividly I recall the edgy excitement, the awful exilaration of preparing for my first day at Boatwright University. It was a day which showed me how little I knew about some things, and how well my parents had prepared me for others.