The Waltons1971

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Narrator:
There was beauty on Waltons Mountain at any time of the year. But, looking back, the time I treasure most is spring when the days were growing longer and the promise of summer was ahead. They were the kind of days made for dreaming. But being the oldest of seven children during the Depression didn't leave much time for daydreams.I remember a morning in the 1930's when I'd been sent to the store to oversee the buying of a pair of shoes for my youngest sister, Elizabeth.