The Waltons1971

Narrator:
[narration as John 'John Boy' Walton, Jr. reading from his journal] Waltons Mountain had been in our family since long before I was born. It was a mountain that gave of itself. We took trout from its swift streams, quail and venison from its high meadows and we took from it constantly the lumber and firewood which provided our family with income. My grandfather used to say that the land was alive, that, if you knew how to listen, you could hear its voice. But, at seventeen, I did more talking than listening. I remember one morning during the Depression hiking with Grandpa, searching for trees that were ready for harvesting.