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Sometimes when we were children...

all the love and attention we got at home

just wasn't enough.

For each of us there came a time...

when something from the outside was needed to give us...

a sense of self-confidence.

It was a need of this kind that got my sister Mary Ellen...

into a lot of trouble...

and gave me a whole new way of looking at women.

Yup, I think we're ready to roll.

-Well, let's check it. -Hmm-mm.

No, now look at this. There's two A's there at the beginning.

I see, I see. I got it.

-You're still going, aren't you? -Going where?

-To the hop. -Oh, the hop. Of course.

-Who are you taking? -Well, I'm taking Audrey Butler.

Oh, you don't seem very excited. She's considered a catch.

She's even going to get into that fancy sorority.

I know, Phi Lambda.

I just can't help feeling that she has me around...

to do errands for her, though, that's all.

-Can't you get out of it? -No. I've already promised her.

Besides, Mary Ellen's a little nervous about the whole thing.

Because of me?

No, you're a member of the family.

You've had supper with us more times than you've at home.

No, this is her first college hop...

and it's her first date with a college man, of course.

What's happening here? You got to help me with this.

-I'm new at this job. -Here.

Is that the time?

-Yeah, it's 4:30. -Oh, well.

Mary Ellen's waiting in front of Grogan's Department Store.

-Gotta pick her. You'll finish-- -That's fine. I can finish that.

Thank you very much.

-Hi, John, Mike. -Audrey.

John, could you run these off for me, please?

Schedules for the Debating Society and I need them tonight.

I can't. Gotta pick my sister.

-They shouldn't take long. -I can do them.

You're an angel. I'll be back in an hour to pick them up.

-They'll be ready. -Thanks.

-John, see you tomorrow night? -Okay, I'll pick you up at 7:30.

-Good. Looking forward to it. -Okay, bye.

See what I mean about her having people around

to run errands for her?

-But she sure is pretty. -Yeah, she is.

You better go or Mary Ellen's gonna think you deserted her.

Okay. Listen, thank you very much.

-See you tomorrow. -Right.

-What's the matter with you? -You were 10 minutes late.

I'm sorry, I got held up. Did you get your stockings?

Yeah. On sale, 37 cents, just like the newspaper said.

You don't sound excited. Your first pair of silk stockings.

I'd be excited, I guess.

-Well.... -Well, what?

Well, there was this bag at Grogan's.

It was an evening purse.

Well, it's just what I need to go with my dress.

How can I go to a college dance without an evening bag?

-It's so gooche. -Gauche.

-You know who Brenda Frazier is? -Cafe society lady.

A picture of her showed she had a bag like the one in Grogan's.

-Mary Ellen, we can't afford it. -I know.

-So forget it. -I can't.

-I know. -John-Boy, stop!

-Why? -It's Vernon.

-We don't need any junk today. -He might have an evening bag.

Mary Ellen, you don't need an evening bag.

How much?

Well, now, ain't that a beautiful bag?

You know, you don't see petit point like that nowadays.

How much?

I bought all that stuff from Mrs. Breckenridge...

and she told me that that purse had hardly been used at all.

-35 cents. -Too much.

Well, now, Mary Ellen, how much do you want to spend?

-How much you got? -About 20 cents.

20 cents for a beautiful purse like that?

I couldn't part with that for 20 cents.

Come on, we're gonna be late. Let's go.

I'm coming. Thanks, Vernon.

Alright, you can have it.

I'll tell you, Mary Ellen

one of these days you gonna put me clean out of business.

-Got change for a quarter? -I thought that you--

-I said about 20 cents. -About.

20 cents.

-Thanks, Vernon. -Thanks a lot.

-Move. -Can't you see I'm reading?

Now see here, young lady, this is not a hotel lobby.

You should be helping your sister.

She's afraid she'll ruin her lovely white mitts.

She'd get her hands cleaner doing the dishes.

They'd get whiter, too, wouldn't they?

That's a fine theory, Elizabeth. I'm sorry I didn't think of it.

Oh, good Lord! What's that creature wearing?

She's not a creature. She's a debutante. Cobina Wright Jr.

Junior?

She was named after her mother.

Who lets her cavort around half-naked?

It's only her back that's naked.

Only. It is a nice dress, though. Look at that material.

It's French slipper satin. Saw a dress just like it at Grogan's.

It's good you didn't buy. You'd look like this old mop in it.

You're mean. All of you. You just don't understand anything.

Mary Ellen.

I'd be delighted to save the next dance for you.

-Mary Ellen.... What's that? -What?

On your hand. Where did you get that?

I found it inside the bag. I'm gonna wear it to Freshman Hop.

-Mary Ellen, you can't. -Why not?

Because it's like stealing.

That ring belongs to Mrs. Breckenridge.

She probably didn't know it was in the bag when she sold it.

I'm just going to borrow it for the evening and give it back.

What if somebody there knows you and ask where you got it?

And how about John-Boy and Mike?

I've already thought about that.

-See? -Can I try it on?

Only if you promise not to tell. Not anyone.

-I promise. -Cross your heart?

-Hope to die. -Okay.

It's a little too big for me.

You have to be careful, or it'll slip off.

But it's beautiful. I feel just like Ginger Rogers.

Okay, you've had enough.

We've got to find someplace to hide it.

-Why not put it back in the bag? -No, someone may find it there.

I know.

I haven't hidden anything in here since I was about eight.

What's this?

Orphan Annie Secret Society Button.

And a little tooth?

Elizabeth. We've got to find someplace else to hide it.

-Mary Ellen. -Quick.

-Where? -I don't know.

-What're you two up to? -Nothing.

I'll just finish up the hem on this dress...

and see if the sleeves need shortening.

Okay.

You know, when I was your age and growing up...

I used to get so worried about going to dances

and things like that.

I'd worry about my dress and my shoes.

I was sure my hair wasn't gonna turn out right.

I guess what was really worrying me was going to new places...

and meeting new people.

When you're not quite sure and don't know where you fit

in this world, things like that can be kind of scary.

I'm not scared.

-It's alright to be, you know. -But I'm not, Mama, honest.

I might have been scared once, but now I'm not scared at all.

I know I'm going to have a wonderful time at the dance.

How are we doing, Pa?

I think we're gonna have just enough tar to finish this roof.

Good. I don't wanna have to buy any more.

-Oh, stupid! -What'd you do? Hit your thumb?

No, I bent another tack.

That's about the fourth time you did that today, son.

-Fifth. -Something wrong?

Audrey Butler.

-What about her? -I don't know, she's....

She seems like a nice girl. She's real pretty.

She's involved in a lot of things at school.

I enjoy being with her, I guess.

-That's good. -Yeah.

Daddy, you know, before I went off to school this year

I hardly knew any girls...

and every one of them was special to me.

Now, in my first year of college, I've met more girls...

than I ever knew in my life.

And here I am going off to a first freshman dance...

with a girl I don't even know very well or even like her.

When there's a lot of girls around

it sure is hard to know which one is special.

When I first met your ma

I thought she was real nice and pretty.

I enjoyed being with her.

I was working as a mechanic over in Charlottesville at the time.

One day I went to the factory... and found I'd been laid off.

I just went on home and sort of sat around the house

in kind of a daze.

After a while, there was a knock at the door, opened it

and there was your ma.

I asked her what she was doing there

and she said, "I heard you lost your job.

Thought you might need to talk to someone."

So we talked.

After that, I knew I could trust your ma with my feelings.

That's the important thing, you know.

Finding someone you can trust.

Through good times and bad.

I don't know if Audrey's that kind of a girl.

After that I had to cut back on seeing some of the ladies

I was keeping company with.

What do you mean?

Well, son, sooner or later something's bound to happen

you'll find out where you stand with her.

Meantime, why don't you try and enjoy that dance a little?

Meanwhile, why don't you two boys stop chattering

and let's take a breather.

I could use a piece of rhubarb pie myself.

-It sounds good to me. -Alright.

Ah-ha, looks like we got a lady caller.

Mrs. Breckenridge. Come on in.

Thank you.

-Would you like to sit down? -Thank you. I won't keep you.

I just stopped by for a minute.

There was something I wanted to ask Mary Ellen.

Mary Ellen's gone to the store with the other children.

Oh.

-Mrs. Breckenridge, hello. -How do you do?

-Howdy, ma'am. -John-Boy.

-Mr. Walton. -What a surprise.

Mrs. Breckenridge came to talk to Mary Ellen about something.

Ah-ha! Is something wrong?

No, no. It's just that I've lost something. Mislaid it.

Well, I guess I better begin at the beginning.

You see, I've been cleaning out my attic and yesterday...

I decided to sell some of the things that I no longer needed

to Vernon Rutley.

And one of the things was an evening bag.

Petit point. Oh, very pretty.

Mary Ellen bought from him. I was there when she got it.

That's right.

He told me this morning that he'd sold it to her.

She didn't happen to mention finding anything in it, did she?

No.

Well, just what has disappeared on you, Mrs. B?

A ring. An amethyst ring.

I thought maybe I might have left it inside the bag.

There wasn't anything there at the time.

Well, there's a little pocket in the lining.

John-Boy, the bag is lying on Mary Ellen's bed upstairs.

Oh, sure. I'll go check.

If you didn't know that the pocket was there

you might easily overlook it.

It's not so much the value of the ring

as the sentimental attachment.

It's.... Well, you know how those things are.

I've just had it for years and years.

Here it is, ma'am. I couldn't find anything.

It isn't there. Oh, dear.

I can't imagine what I could have done with it.

-I'm sure it'll turn up. -I hope so.

Anyway, I do thank you, and I'm sorry to have bothered you all.

It's alright.

It's just that my husband gave it to me...

and I've had it for so many years.

Well, you understand.

I'll see you out.

Get into the kitchen. All that tar all over you.

Yes, ma'am.

Why you in such a hurry, Mary Ellen?

-I've already told you. -But it's way before the dance.

"I have to get ready. Make myself beautiful."

* Lovely, never, never change *

* Keep that breathless charm *

My dear, your complexion is so creamy. May I have this dance?

Charmed.

One, two, three. One, two, three. One, two, three.

Come on, Erin.

-Oh my, you dance divinely. -Oh, thank you.

-Shouldn't pay them any bother. -Oh, they're so gauche.

Think they'd never heard of a dance before.

-I know. -What's my bag doing down here?

I don't know.

Come on.

"With his troops, Caesar from the boats disembarked."

-Doesn't make any sense at all. -John-Boy?

What was my bag doing downstairs?

Oh, Mrs. Breckenridge came by today

and I forgot to bring it back up. I'm sorry.

-Mrs. Breckenridge? -Oh, she lost an amethyst ring.

She thought maybe she'd left it in the purse.

But I told her I was with you, and there wasn't anything there.

I really got to get back to this, okay?

Oh.

"Caesar disembarked from the boats with his troops."

-I just can't give it back. -Mary Ellen.

Well, not yet anyway. Tomorrow, I will.

First thing in the morning, I'll go over to her place.

What're you gonna say?

I'll say, "Mrs. Breckenridge, would you believe it...

"just this minute I found your ring under my bed."

-But that's a lie. -Not really.

Erin, I'm only borrowing it.

What difference is a few hours going to make?

-Well.... -Come on. I've got to get ready.

You said you'd help me wash my hair.

Okay.

Thought you knew to tie a bow tie.

I know how to tie a bow tie. I tie every day.

Don't be ridiculous.

-Why not open your eyes. -And look in the mirror?

It's a lot easier not to watch yourself doing it backwards...

-That's why. -You know what it is?

-You're nervous about the hop. -I am not--

-Your hand's shaking. -My hand is not shaking.

It has absolutely nothing to.... You're all absolutely crazy.

Who do they think I am? Some sort of 13-year-old girl?

I've been to dances before.

There you are, smarty-pants. You see?

Thought I couldn't do it, huh?

Yeah, well, one of these days, you're gonna be in my shoes.

You're gonna see how it feels.

I'm nervous about the dance.

I never heard anything so silly in my life.

Okay, get the ring.

-Well, how do I look? -Beautiful.

Just like Brenda Frazier at the El Morocco.

Mary Ellen, Mike's here.

Oh, you look just beautiful.

Come on, now, hurry. You'll be late.

-Don't forget this stuff. -Okay.

Here you go.

She's coming.

Here she comes.

-Oh, you look just fine. -Thank you.

You're gonna be the prettiest thing, honey. Have a good time.

Thank you, Daddy. Hello, Mike.

-Hi, Mary Ellen. Ready to go? -Yeah.

-Okay. -Young man.

Mike, just a minute, if you please.

You'll be enjoying this lady's company all of the evening.

I'd like to have the pleasure

of the first dance of the evening.

Sure.

Elizabeth, put some music, if you please.

In all your life, this time may never come again.

Enjoy it.

-Remember it. -Now, my date's waiting for me.

-Have a good time, honey. -Take good care of that girl.

-Bye. -Have a terrific time.

Okay, West, I'm gonna pick up Audrey. I'll see you later.

Okay, old man. We'll see you there.

Right-o.

-I like your car. -Thank you.

That was nice, you dancing with Mary Ellen.

Been a long time since anyone asked me to dance.

Esther.

I have always been partial to beautiful women.

But when you find one that's beautiful, as well as seasoned

she's hard to resist.

What do you mean, "seasoned"?

Well, like a fine tree, Esther

that has endured all kinds of wind and weather...

and still stands in beauty.

Thank you, Zebulon.

You dance divinely, Michael.

Michael? No one calls me Michael except for my mother.

She only does that when she's mad at me.

Well, I don't know. It just has more.... It just sounds fancier.

Well, if you like Michael, then you've my permission to use it.

But if you call me that around anyone I know, I won't answer.

Okay, Michael.

-Mary Ellen looks just radiant. -She'd like to hear that.

She's been a little nervous about tonight.

Really? You'd never know it by looking at her.

I think I could go on dancing all night. Right out the doors..

across the campus, through town, all the way to N.Y. City.

And maybe on to Paris, France.

I'm having trouble staying off your feet in here.

I don't think I'd make it to Paris.

You boys are alike. No romance in your souls.

Sure we do. You've to be practical.

Just for once, just for tonight

I'd just like to forget about all that.

Okay, then. Here we go.

-Would you like some punch? -Thank you.

Sure is nice out here with the lanterns and everything

-Isn't it? -Yes, it is.

Here we go.

-Thank you. -Audrey, may I have this dance?

-Sure, if you don't mind, John. -No, no.

-Here. -Oh, thank you.

Are you having a wonderful time, Mary Ellen?

-Yes. -So, how's it going?

-With Audrey? -Yeah.

I reckon I'm about number five on her list

of gentlemen admirers.

Why, Mary Ellen Walton, fancy seeing you here.

-Hi, Martha Rose, Tedrow. -Mary Ellen.

-You here with your brother? -No, I'm here with Mike.

You mean he's your date?

Oh, well, of course, I had a real date, too, but he got sick.

-Influenza. -Mary, would you like to dance?

I'd love to. Here, Martha Rose. I'll see you later.

-Oh, they'll accept you, Audrey. -Well, I hope so.

Just as long as you don't get any demerits.

Phi Lambda's considered the best sorority on campus.

And what do you get demerits for?

-Unladylike behavior, mostly. -Punch?

You see, there's a point system for getting in.

Would you like some--

Phi Lambda's a very social sorority.

Oh.

-Punch? -Yes, thank you.

-And you? -Yes, thank you.

Excuse me.

Well, I'll be careful and stay on my best behavior, then.

Isn't that pretty?

-Where'd you get it, Mary Ellen? -Martha, give me back that ring.

My, we sure are touchy about it, aren't we?

Martha Rose, please give me back that ring.

Well, I'm just admiring it.

Something as pretty as this must be a family heirloom.

Martha Rose.

Sure wish I had one like it.

Well, I've got to be getting back.

Promised the next two dances to this boy on the football team.

Oh, Mary Ellen? I'd just love to know where you got that ring.

Sorry.

I've always wanted to travel.

I remember when I went down to the beach one time...

it was really beautiful. I just want to see all the world.

Like maybe take a trip to Europe.

-I don't know. -Mary Ellen?

-Just about 11:00. -It is?

-Yeah. -I guess we should be going.

-Me, too. We'll see you at home. -Okay, goodnight, John.

-Goodnight, Mike. -Goodnight.

-Zeb? -Yeah?

That was a pretty thing you said to me tonight.

I meant every word of it, Esther.

I was just thinking about the first time

you took me to a dance.

It was over at Dillbring County...

and I had on a pink dress with blue silk roses on it.

And in it, a figure like an hourglass.

-I've still got that. -Have you, Esther?

You keep yourself so bundled up, at times it's hard to tell.

I never did hold with ladies exposing their limbs

and you know that.

Esther, at times I'd wish you'd be considerably less of a lady.

If you move from the bed, I'm gonna sleep on the sofa.

Then what in the blue blazes did you wake me up for?

Guess I just wanted to tell you that I love you, old man.

Why, thank you, Esther.

I feel the same way about you.

You old fool.

Well, thanks, Mary Ellen. I had such a nice time.

-So did I. -Sleep well.

-Goodnight. -Goodnight.

Well, you....

You were absolutely wonderful. Just wonderful.

Let's go see who's still up. We'll tell them all about it.

- Erin. Wake up. - What?

-Erin, I've lost it. -What?

The ring, I've lost it.

-We better tell Mama. -No. We'll find it.

We've got to find it.

-Where'd it go? -I've no idea. Can be anywhere.

Here, let's check the cracks.

I'll check the bushes, 'cause it might have rolled down.

Okay.

-You check over there. -Okay.

-Somebody lose something? -No.

I lost a quarter, and I thought maybe it might have rolled in

between the cracks.

It's a good time of the day to go looking for it.

- Well, we couldn't sleep. - When I take the milk inside...

-I'll come and help you. -No!

Alright. Don't get touchy, I'm just asking.

Well, it's nothing. It's not important.

Come on, Erin. Let's start breakfast as long as we're up.

-We'll look later. -That was close.

-What's taking her so long? -I don't know.

She's making up some kind of a list or something.

Well, if she doesn't leave soon, I'm going to scream.

-Did you say something, Mary? -No. Not a word.

What're you two doing hanging around the house anyway?

It's a beautiful day to be outside.

-Oh, Mama. -Don't "oh, Mama" me.

I'm going down to Ike's. Come on.

I don't feel like going.

You two have been acting mighty strange. Something wrong?

Oh, no. Mary Ellen's just exhausted.

Exhausted. Well, I suppose Brenda Frazier's all worn out

after a night of dancing, too, poor thing.

She's gone. Come on.

Mary Ellen, we've looked everywhere.

Well, we'll have to look again. Come on.

What're you two doing? I've been watching you from the window.

You're acting like a couple of squirrels.

-I told you I lost something. -Mary Ellen, tell him.

-Tell me what? -Mary Ellen, please, tell him.

Well, I'll tell you only if you promise not to tell anyone.

I can't promise that.

It's got to be a word of honor or nothing else.

Of course, around here that doesn't mean very much.

I'm sorry.

Well, I'll give you my word I'll try not to tell anyone.

Come on, maybe I can help you.

Well, the other day when I got home...

and I opened up that bag I got off of Vernon Rutley, well....

-Hi, Mrs. Walton. -Hello, Martha Rose.

-How are you, Mrs. Walton? -I'm fine, thank you. And you?

I'm just exhausted. I was up so late last night.

-Boatwright Dance, you know. -Yes, I know.

-John and Mary Ellen were there. -I saw them both.

Mary Ellen looked so pretty wearing that new dress and all.

-Oh, are you alright? -Yes, fine.

You know, as Mary Ellen was dancing around...

it was hard taking your eyes off of her...

with that ring sparkling and glittering on her finger.

-Ring? -Mary Ellen let me try it on.

It was beautiful. Silver and studded all over with amethyst.

Funny thing, though. Rings seem to be in the news, as it were.

Why, just this morning Eudora Jane Gillis told my mama...

that Mrs. Breckenridge told her that she just lost a ring.

Yes, I know. She told us about it the other afternoon.

Well, I think I'll go over to her house later this afternoon

and see if she's found it. I hope so.

She set so much store by it.

-Well, bye now, Mrs. Walton. -Goodbye, Martha Rose.

And give my regards to Mrs. Breckenridge when you see her.

Do you think Mike will be at the school?

Saturday morning. He's probably working out at the track.

Hey, Mike! Hey, John-Boy, that's Mike. Stop.

Thought the G-men were after me. What's all the commotion about?

Mary thought maybe she dropped something in your car

last night, an amethyst ring?

-Could we look for it? -Sure.

-I don't know if it's here-- -Check under the pad there--

-Maybe it slipped down here. -I don't see it there.

-It's not up there. -It's not?

-No. -I don't think it's in here.

-I don't know where it is. -Wait a minute.

-I think I found something. -Is that it?

-Well, pull it out. -Can you get it up?

Yeah.

-It's a nut. -Oh, it just isn't here.

Mary, can you think of any place that you might have lost it?

I know. Well, I had it when I went into the ladies' restroom.

-Well, did you leave it there? -Well...

I was putting it in the bag as I was coming out...

and two girls came in, and they knocked the bag...

-Maybe it just fell out. -Well, let's find out.

Okay. Listen, thank you, Mike. I didn't mean to raid your car.

-That's fine. Hey, good luck. -Thank you.

Oh, no.

Well, that's locked.

John, what are you all doing here?

Well, Mary Ellen lost something in the auditorium last night.

-What was it? -Oh, it was nothing.

Are you sure, Mary Ellen?

It was an amethyst ring, and it wasn't mine. I borrowed it.

Well then, we'd better try and find it, hadn't we?

The trouble is, everything's locked up for the weekend.

Isn't there any other way we could get in?

No, I don't think so.

Unless we could get one of the campus guards to open it up.

-Well, why don't we try? -Okay.

So how come you're here on a Saturday?

I've that interview for Phi Lambda, the sorority I'm up for.

-Aren't you gonna be late? -No, I still have a few minutes.

-Excuse me, sir. -Yes?

Can we get into the auditorium? This young lady's my sister...

She lost a ring in there last night, but the doors are locked.

They'll have to stay locked until 8:00 Monday morning.

-But she-- -Sorry, that's regulations.

Students are not permitted in the auditorium building...

between the hours of 10:00 p.m. on Friday

and 8:00 a.m. on Monday.

I don't suppose you can make any exception this time.

Now look, there used to be a grand piano in that auditorium.

One morning we found it out on the quadrangle.

That's why the doors are locked.

I don't want to take your grand piano. Thank you. Excuse me.

Grand piano.

Well, we tried.

If only there was some other way we could get in there.

Hey, isn't that the window to the ladies' restroom?

Yeah, I think so.

-Audrey, I'm gonna go up there. -You can't go in there.

-Give me a leg up. Come on. -Okay.

-Be careful. -Okay.

-Are you alright? -Yeah, I'll make it.

-Keep your fingers crossed. -Okay. Careful.

-John-Boy. -Hm?

Look, you shouldn't still be hanging around here.

-Where's the other girl? -Well, she's....

I found it!

I found it! It was near the....

Oh.

Excuse me, you don't understand. You see, this is all my fault.

I asked her to do this for me.

She was the one who was breaking and entering.

Now, this report goes to the Dean of Women.

You just make sure that you're in her office

first thing on Monday.

Come on.

Of course, this means Phi Lambda won't take you.

I know.

-They'll get along without me. -You know, my daddy was right.

What do you mean?

It's nice to find someone you can count on.

Thank you.

What're you gonna do now?

When we get home, I'll go over to Mrs. Breckenridge's.

What're you gonna say?

I'll tell her, I found the ring lying under--

For the last three days, you and Erin've been utterly miserable

because you've been telling lies.

Now you got me covering up for you.

You fixed it so Audrey can't get into that sorority...

and Mrs. Breckenridge is worried sick about losing her ring.

I think you've made a lot of trouble.

You aren't going to tell, are you?

No, but you are.

I guess you've been through enough already, Mary Ellen.

-I'm not going to punish you. -But I am.

And I still don't understand what made you do it.

When you were younger, didn't you wear something like a dress

or a necklace or even a flower that made you feel...

-as pretty as everybody else? -She's got a point there, Liv.

That is not the point, John.

She used something that didn't belong to her.

Oh, I'm sorry, Mama, and I was going to return it.

How many Bible verses should I learn this time?

Did you learn something from this, Mary Ellen?

Yes.

I'll settle for five.

Right after I return the ring to Mrs. Breckenridge.

You better hurry, she's really upset.

-Mama, could you come with me? -No.

I think this is something you have to face up to yourself.

-Mary Ellen, Martha Rose.... -Oh, I bet she told.

She's on her way over to talk to Mrs. Breckenridge now.

Come on, I'll drive you down there.

-What do I tell her? -You know what to tell her.

We'll wait here.

Our lives are measured, not by birthdays...

but by the events that fall between them.

Mary's first grown-up dance was a landmark in her passage...

from girlhood into the beautiful

and engaging young woman she was to become.

Yet, for a while, in her dresser drawer...

a reminder of the cocoon from which she had emerged...

there remained a beat-up and much-treasured

old baseball glove...

which she eventually passed on to her brothers.

-Goodbye. -Bye.

-Mama, you know what? -No, Mary Ellen, what?

-My birthstone is a diamond. -That's real interesting.

Goodnight, Mary Ellen.

Could I have a ring with a diamond in it sometime?

Maybe you'll be given one when you get engaged.

Oh, I will, but I don't wanna wait that long.

-I'm afraid you'll have to. -But it's just not fair.

Goodnight, Mama.

Mary Ellen, you can have my Lone Ranger ring.

It has a real fake diamond in it.

Thanks, Elizabeth, I think I'll just wait for the real thing.

-Goodnight. -Goodnight, Mary Ellen.

Goodnight, Mama. Goodnight, Daddy.

-Goodnight. -Goodnight, honey.

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