[narration as John 'John Boy' Walton, Jr. reading from his journal
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 homegrown. 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.