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You know, I think she'd
appreciate it

if you'd both pitch in

and do your best for Honor Day.

I know it'd help me out.

John-Boy, you know I hate the
whole idea of war.

Where'd you learn about cars?

Oh, in France, during the war.

You were in the war?

Yes, I was a nurse
and an ambulance driver.

Tell me something.

What did you do in the war?

John-Boy, I figure
that's my business.

It had been
my grandmother's idea

to bring out the first
commemorative issue of

The Blue Ridge Chronicle

but she was still
in the hospital

and the job of organizing
the event

came to rest on my shoulders.

If I had expected
wholehearted support

from the community
and my family

how wrong I was.

Hey, everybody.

-Hi, John-Boy.
-Hey.

Erin tells me you two went

and saw Grandma
at the hospital today.

-We just got back.
-So how is she?

She's improving every day.

She sends her love to everybody.

Oh, that's great.

When do you think
we'll be able to see her?

Maybe next week,
we can go see her.

Curt says that time
is Esther's best friend.

He said so, and I believe him.

I sure do miss her, though.

I can't find anything
where she says she put it.

I think she'd appreciate it
if you'd both pitch in

and do your best for Honor Day.

I know it'd help me out.

Mama?

John-Boy, you know I hate the
whole idea of war.

Mama, this is not
a celebration of war.

Honor Day marks the day
when the war ended

for the people
of Jefferson County.

It seems to me that it's a very
clear celebration of peace.

It's hard for me
to separate the wars

from the soldiers
that fought in 'em

or even to recollect their
different faces nowadays.

It seems to me it must
have been a day of great joy

when all those people came home.

Oh, it surely was.

Everybody was down
at the station to meet them.

The bands were playing.
The bugles were blowing.

The trumpets were blaring,
and the drums were beating,

and the sound of all those
marching feet,

those boys that came home.

I stood there a little while
after they'd all gone by.

Seemed to me I could hear

the suffering sound
of the feet of those boys

that didn't make it home.

Oh, dear me, I...

I plumb forgot to feed
the chickens again.

I mean, Esther always does that.

He already fed the chickens.

I saw him do it this morning.

Well, just remember

your daddy come back,
but your uncle Ben didn't.

Must have been the same
with a lot of families.

I remember getting off
the train

and there was Liv and my folks

and the little fellow,
just hanging on for dear life.

It's the first time
I ever saw you.

You remember that, do you?

It's very clearly. I was all of
four years old at the time.

And I told you
about my brother, Ben.

-How we doing, Jim-Bob?
-Almost finished.

Hey, Sheriff, what kind of cars
they use in the war?

Well, they had all kinds.

The best ambulances,
of course, were Rolls-Royce.

-No kidding?
-Yeah.

They had a lot of them,
column after column.

How long you gonna be?

I haven't got all day.

Hey, Ep, uh, did you drive
an ambulance in the war?

-No, no.
-Well, that's too bad.

If you had, I could've used
a story on you.

Well, I bet you could,
but I didn't.

Yeah, well, you know, I got
a whole paper to fill, so...

Well, why don't you fill it
with Jefferson County people?

You know, I'm not even
from around here.

Yeah, I know. I know.

-Thank you, now, Jim-Bob.
-You know

if you think of anything, uh...

Hall of Records?

Would you connect me to somebody
who keeps files on the war?

Well, what I need
are the names of the men

who came back to Jefferson
County 19 years ago, 1918.

Yeah, the World War.
That's right.

That's the one
I'm talking about.

Yeah, I imagine that would be
before 1925.

Oh, no.

Are you sure?

You're not sure. But probably.

Yeah, okay, thank you very much.

They do you any good?

They can give me births, deaths
and vaccinations since 1925.

And you figure
the World War was before that?

Apparently, the records I need

either burned up
in the fire of 1925,

or else they were all
transferred to Richmond

or else they didn't
exist at all.

And I sure don't relish
that drive to Richmond.

If you're going there, you ought
to look up the Red Cross.

You know, they were
all over that war.

The Red Cross.
That's a good idea.

Thanks, Ike.
I think I'll do that.

Oh, hey, John-Boy,
before you go to Richmond,

you ought to check
with Ep Bridges.

He's got a lot of records over
there in the sheriff's office.

That's a good thought.
I'll see you later, Ike.

Ep?

-Ep?
-Yeah?

Would you mind if I went through
your records for a little bit?

Why?

Save me a trip to Richmond.

You're still on the trail
of stuff on the war, aren't you?

Yes, and I need
all the help I can get.

I called the Hall of Records,
and they can't do anything

and then Ike said that you keep
all kinds of files here.

Help yourself. I got moonshiners
and swindlers and robberies

and a small collection
of murderers.

Maybe in the next edition, Ep.

Tell me something.

What did you do in the war?

John-Boy, I figure
that's my business.

Oh.

What's all this?

Oh, your Grandma's
a regular pack rat.

These are all things
she saved from the World War.

Is this French money
worth anything?

Ike won't take it, if that's
what you mean.

Well, if I flew over to Paris,
could I buy anything there?

You might be able to get a
frog's leg, a couple of snails.

This is Daddy's, isn't it?

Yeah.

What's that for?

Makes you look like your daddy
when he went off to war.

If there's another war,
I'll be wearing an Army...

There's not going to be
another war.

Yeah, but John-Boy says--

You listen to me
instead of your brother.

Hey, Mama, is this
Daddy's or Uncle Ben's?

Uncle Ben's.

Where are Daddy's letters
to you, Mama?

You don't think I'm going to put
those on display?

Is that because
they're good or bad?

If only he'd just answered my
question one way or the other.

I can just hear Ep saying

"What I did in the war is
nobody's business but my own."

Maybe it is none of your
business, Son.

I'll bet Daddy wrote
a good love letter.

Maybe someday when you're older,
I'll show you just how good.

Those are all letters your Uncle
Ben wrote to us from France.

You can read them
if you want to.

Well, thanks, Grandpa.

Did you ever notice how
his writing looks like mine?

Oh, it most surely does.
Yes, it does.

He sure won a lot of medals.

I know this one.
It's the Victory Medal.

I don't suppose anybody
would want me to wear this?

Not even to Sunday school?

Nice try, Elizabeth.

And this here
is the Certificate of Merit

and the award he got
along with it.

Your Uncle Ben
was proudest of that.

He wore it the last time
he come home on furlough.

This is the Second
Division flag.

Grandma looked high and low
for this before she got sick.

We were all afraid
it got burned up in that fire.

I think Grandma prizes this
just about more than anything.

Oh, she does.

We'll stop at that
nice little park in Columbia.

It's pretty. It'll make
the food taste better.

Oh, good. That's a good idea.

Oops!

I hope you're not
looking for your keys.

Oh, no, no, my keys are in the
car. I'm looking for...

I don't remember the name of a,
Of a real nice-sounding lady

over at the Red Cross
in Richmond.

Miss Sarah Griffith.
That's her name.

She sounded real nice.

Thank you very much,
Miss Griffith.

I'll take this one, John-Boy.

Alright.

Oh, it's heavy.

I hope we find something.

I don't think this looks right.

Here we go.

-Hey!
-I'm sorry!

It's so big
I don't know what to do with it.

Maybe this'll be more help.

It covers just the Second
Division, at least for Virginia.

Thank you, I'm sure it will be.

If I can be of any more
assistance, I'll be right there.

Thank you.

Let's see what we got here.

I don't think
this is right, either.

No?

Well, this looks...
This looks pretty good.

This has got some stuff in it.

Mama, wait a minute.
Wait a minute. Listen to this.

"The most celebrated soldier
of the Second Division

"was a man
from Washington County.

"Marmaduke Ephraim Bridges."

Ep Bridges?

I'll bet it is.

"Second Battle of the Marne,

"captured enemy
gun emplacement single-handed

"critically wounded

"decorated by General Pershing."

I can believe that about Ep.

He's the kind of man who
wouldn't say a word about it.

Sounds like you've made
a real strike.

Ep Bridges, that's what
we call him.

He's our sheriff.

Marmaduke!

Marmaduke!

Um, just where is
Walton's Mountain?

Oh, it sure is stuck tight.

Flossie, haven't you
locked this window?

They've been all stuck like that
since the last rain we had.

Well, why don't you
try using soap?

You got it open.

I bet Jim-Bob could do them all.

Well, come on ahead.
Try 'em all.

Well, look at that now!

Well, you loosened it up,
Grandpa.

Oh, that's because he comes
from hearty pioneer stock!

Jim-Bob, if you think
you can do it

go ahead with the rest
of the windows.

We can do it, can't we?

Well, if you keep out of my way.

Oh, Zeb, I made some
nice raisin cookies.

Bring some to Esther next time
you go to the hospital.

Esther is very partial
to your cooking.

I am, also.

Oh, go on!

Jim-Bob, if I was way out
in a canoe and I tipped over

would you swim out
and rescue me?

I suppose I would.

Don't you know?

It depends on
how far out you were.

Would you risk your life for me?

I thought you were gonna help.

First, I wanna know if
you'd risk your life for me.

Okay, I'd risk my life for you.

Let's lift.

Sure is a hard way
to open windows.

Look at this.

What a mess, huh, Pa?

Yeah, it's all grown
up with weeds.

Lot worse off than
when I was up here last.

The crosses are all tilted.

Arny Milhaubt. I remember him.

Yeah, he died in training
down at Camp Lee.

Yes, he did.

Had a younger brother
and sister, didn't he?

Yes, and they moved out of here,
looking for work.

You know, you'd think
somebody would remember, Pa.

Yeah. They don't.

We weep and pray for 'em.
As soon as they're under,

we seem to forget all about 'em.

We're the ones who should take
care of this place and remember.

You know,

I still wish I knew
where Brother Ben was buried.

Well, wherever he is,
he's resting easy, Esther says.

That's what she said, resting.

She says if he wasn't,
she would know about it.

She would, too,
wouldn't she, Pa?

What's wrong with it?

What I can't figure out
is how you managed

to keep it a secret for so long.

"Battle of Chateau-Thierry,

"single-handedly took
an enemy gun emplacement

"decorated by both American
and French governments.

"Medal of Honor, Legion
of Honor, Croix de Guerre

"Distinguished Service Cross."

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

There's a lot of rock quarries
around there.

Millstone, gypsum

and paving stones.

You talking about
Chateau-Thierry?

Yeah.

They

got a big cathedral there

from the 15th century, I guess.

That's what they said.

I'm no hand for wine, but my
buddies said it was very tasty.

White, it was. White wine.

John-Boy

I wish you'd just
leave it all be. Can't you?

Ep, all it means is that we're
gonna know

something more about a man we
already trust and admire.

That's all it means.

But that was another man
and another time.

Mama and Grandma
and a bunch of the ladies

they're looking forward
to having a table out there

with some mementos of the war.

And I tell you, if any of those
medals are lying around

I sure would appreciate
being able to use them

just the medals.

Well, alright.

There she is.

Who is this?

That's me when I was a year
and a half, and no wisecracks.

Well...

Oh, no.

You've been keeping
this all to yourself, huh?

Well, you make it
sound so selfish.

Some people would say it was.

There's no glory in it,
John-Boy. There's no glory.

Ep, these medals
represent honors

given to you by your country.

But does a man deserve to be
honored for killing somebody?

Yes, I killed men.

They make it sound
so right when they say

"Cleaned out a gun
emplacement single-handed."

Do you know what a gun
emplacement is?

You have any idea?

You think it's concrete and sand
bags and a gun behind it?

No.

No, John-Boy, it's men.

Like me and you.

I saw their faces when I crawled
up there out of the mud.

They were tired and they were...
They were scared.

Old men, kids, who just wanted
to get through the war alive,

who wanted to go home.

So I...

I pulled the pin and I threw it

and I didn't feel anything
when I did it.

After all, that's... That's what
I was sent there for, right?

And then the grenade exploded.

And I was hit

by some of the pieces from it,
you know, shrapnel flying

and the only thing I remember

are the cries
from the men inside.

See, John-Boy, you've...

You've never heard a man scream
with his arm blown off

or a man with half pound of lead
fragments in his stomach

and I tell you, those sounds,
they stay with you in nightmares

for years. For years.

So maybe now you see why I

didn't want to have
it remembered.

I guess maybe

if you weren't there, you can't
really understand how it was.

Yeah, that's about it.

All the same, Ep, I...

John-Boy, I tell you.

-You go ahead.
-Oh, no.

No, no, no. I want you to.

-Are you sure?
-Yeah, I mean it.

Just one thing.

Don't call me
Marmaduke in there.

You got a deal.

Thank you.

Hi.

Hi.

Have you got a wrench?

No, I got tools at home.
What's the trouble?

It's the fuel line.

I need a five-eighths
socket wrench.

Listen, would you pull me out?

Sure.

Thank you.

You sure it's the fuel line?

Well, I think so.

The engine just slowed down
and died, starved.

You know what that means.

Sure, but I'm surprised you do.

Well, I know a little bit
about engines.

Might be another way to get it
off. You mind if I take a look?

Please do.

Anything I should know about?

Fuel line's bad.

Think it might be
the carburetor.

Well, you were right
about that wrench.

-You got a pretty good eye.
-Thank you.

Say, you said
you had some tools.

Yeah, they're at my house.
It's not far from here.

Well, could we walk it?

-Sure.
-Okay.

Let's go.

Where'd you learn about cars?

Oh, in France, during the war.

You were in the war?

Yes, I was a nurse
and an ambulance driver.

No kidding?

No.

Out there with the shells and
the bombs bursting,

just like in the movies.

That's right,
and if it got too bad,

we'd just jump out of the car
and dive in a hole.

Boy!

Well, hey, Daddy.

Hey, Ben.

Busy with something?

Nothing that can't wait, Son.

Well, I was just thinking
about my Uncle Ben.

What was he like?

Well, he was a lot like you.

Red-haired and smart
and full of ideas.

I still can't picture you
with a brother.

Ben and me were a lot
like you and John-Boy.

When I was little,
I looked up to him a lot.

Pa wasn't much
for whipping us kids.

He was too softhearted, so
whenever I stepped out of line,

Ben would give me a whipping.

That's till I got big enough
to whip him back.

We were real close, Ben and me.

Why did you and Mama
call me after him?

To keep his name alive,
to honor him.

That makes me feel
kind of special.

Well, it should, Son.

Is a memorial usually big,
like the Washington Monument

and all the statues on Monument
Boulevard in Richmond?

No, your memorial doesn't have
to be big.

It's not size that counts.

It's something that lasts,
something of enduring value.

I see what you mean.
Thanks a lot, Daddy.

Alright.

Alright, Son.

Well, I sure do want to thank
you, Sheriff.

I think it's gonna be
the highlight of the whole day.

I'll go get my tools.

John-Boy.

Hey. Hey!

Come on, Ep.
Well, this is a surprise.

-Nice to see you again.
-Golly, good to see you again.

Ep? What... Oh, Ep,
this is Miss Griffith.

Miss Griffith, this is
Ep Bridges, our sheriff.

Ma'am.

The first time I saw you,
I thought you were dead.

1918.

Late spring, Chateau-Thierry.

He delivered his wounded
to the hospital tent

and his captives
to headquarters,

and then he collapsed
in front of my ambulance.

Sarah?

And the last time I saw you

you promised me an evening
in Paris and a bottle of wine.

It's a little late

Marmaduke.

I had a sister in Richmond
and no real plans

so I just settled there.

I guess I never got around to
telling you I was from Virginia.

Of course,
there wasn't much time

for talk at the hospital,
was there?

I got a wrench that'll fit

but you'll need a new float
on the carburetor

after I get the bowl off.

-Hey.
-But I need to talk to her.

Not now, you don't. Come inside.

I just...

I can't get over this.

19 years. It's a long time.

It took me a minute there
to recognize you. I'll admit it.

Oh, I knew you.

Now, after the war

I mean,
you got through okay, huh?

Oh, yes. I...

I stayed on in France
for a while.

I helped some of the people
find the villages

that had been destroyed

and other people to find each
other again.

And did you ever get to Paris?

Yeah, I got to Paris.

Do you know they say that

if you sit all day out in front
of the Cafe de la Paix,

eventually you'll see everybody
you know? But it's not true.

I sat there a long time
and I didn't see

who I wanted to see.

What about you?

Well, as...

As soon as I was able to travel,

I came back to Virginia

and, of course, there was
a big welcome and all that.

But after a while,
it quieted down.

Did you ever marry?

Yeah.

Of course, she's gone now,

but I've got two sons.

They're both grown.

19 years.

It's just hard to believe,
isn't it?

Ep can't fix her car for her.

I'm the only one
that can fix it

except for her.

There'll be time enough
for that later, Jim-Bob.

Mama, did you see the way
they looked at each other?

I guess they have
a few things to remember.

I figure she's about
your age, Mama.

I have a few things
to remember, too.

Yeah, except she can drive
ambulances, and you're just...

Hey, Jim-Bob, weren't you gonna
go over

and help Grandpa again
over at Mrs. Brimmer's?

I have to go all the way to
Charlottesville for those parts.

I don't know if it was such a
good idea,

coming up here like this
without any warning.

And I know I shouldn't
have called him Marmaduke!

We used to tease him about his
name back at the hospital, but

after all,
that was 19 years ago.

Yeah.

Did you know his wife?

Oh, yeah.

She was a nice lady.

I would've hoped for that.

I'm gonna have to go
into Charlottesville

and get that float
for the carburetor.

-Oh, that's great.
-You really think so?

Well, sure.
I'll drive you both.

That way, I can get the story
for the paper at the same time.

This isn't turning out
the way I thought it would.

Where's Ep?

Well, he's gone and I'm gonna
drive them into Charlottesville.

I've got a better idea.

How about Miss Griffith
staying with me?

She's already had
a long drive from Richmond.

Oh.

You know, I got lots of better
things to do

than haul you all the way
to Charlottesville.

You can stop off at Rockfish.

I can get the parts there.

I thought I was gonna drive her.

Charlottesville's farther.
That's all.

Hey, look out!

That's no way to treat a lady.

So who's a lady?

You're hopeless.

Who're you spying on now?

Ben. He's got a secret in there.

How do you know?

Because the door is locked
and he won't let anybody in.

Ben, what's going on in there?

Well, I'm working.

Working, huh? Need some help?

No, thanks.

Told you he's got
a secret in there.

That's right, Elizabeth. I do.

Hey, would you two mind
just leaving me alone?

Alright.

Alright.

You know, for a little sister
and a big brother

you ain't all too bad.

Thank you.

I know where there's a knothole,
we could spy on him.

No, we'd better
go do our chores.

Come on.

Come on.

Jim-Bob's quite a mechanic.

He just can't get over the fact

that you drove
an ambulance during the war.

Oh, well, I wasn't the only one.

I mean, there were
14,000 of us women out there.

What you must have been through!

Well, I don't know.
You just wanna help.

You hate everything
about the war

but you just have to be there,

or at least I did.

I admire your courage.

I guess you and Ep didn't get
much time to yourselves.

When he was moved
to another hospital,

I took some time off
to care for him

but I had to go back
when the motor corps moved on.

When I went back
to the hospital,

he was gone.

You two seem to have
a lot together.

Yeah, well, I never forgot him.

That big, quiet shadow
of a man just

came between me
and every other man I ever knew.

* Mademoiselle
from Armentieres *

-Hi, Grandpa.
-Hey, hon. Oh?

What have we got here,
some more?

Oh, this is from Curt's family.

Are you sure
this is from only one war?

Several, I think.

Well, Curt says his people
landed at Plymouth Rock,

and I think this is it.

Plymouth Rock, huh?

Well, I have to run.

Curt's going to see
Grandma this afternoon

and I have to stay
at the office.

-Send our love.
-Well, see you.

-Thanks, Sarah.
-Good meeting you.

Let's have a look here.

Now this must be
from the Baldwin ladies.

Brings back a lot
of memories, I bet.

It surely does.

Well, I've seen this
a number of times.

What's that?

It's the Tomb of
the Unknown Soldier.

Oh, yes, it is. It surely is.

It's so quietly impressive.

Oh, I wish Esther
could see this.

You know,

they don't know who's
really buried under there.

You know that?

Now, this looks a lot better.

It's sure an improvement.

Your Grandma would like this.

Hey, fellas, what you got there?

Don't look at me.
I'm just helping him carry it.

-You do that, Ben?
-Well, yes, I did.

It's real nice work.

Thank you.
It's a memorial for Uncle Ben.

Well, why don't we put it
right over there?

Looks like a good spot.

Right here.

Looks good.

I think Grandma will be glad
it's here.

She sure will.

Ike! Here's a couple of
customers for you.

I'd like to stay on
a couple of days.

If you could arrange it,
I'd appreciate it very much.

Oh, and if you can find what I
asked you about,

would you send it to me?

General delivery,
care of Walton's Mountain.

Okay. Thanks, I'll need it.

Bye.

How much do I owe you
for the phone call?

Oh, just make it a nickel.

Oh, thank you very much.

How long will you be with us?

Oh, I think just
a couple more days.

Oh, pity!

Bye. Thank you.

Bye.

When is Corabeth due back, Ike?

Friday.

Well, Zeb,
what can I do for you?

Oh, I come for
a quart of turpentine.

Oh, turpentine.
Glad you came after that,

you know, we got a special on
that.

-Oh, you have?
-Yeah.

Oh, Zeb?

You gonna take it with you
or drink it here?

Oh.

Some people think she's
Mata Hari or somebody like that.

Her name is Sarah Griffith.
I told you that.

Do you know who Mata Hari was?

Here, hand me the wrench.

She was a spy.

Jim-Bob, I know there's to be
refreshments at Honor Day.

Aunt Flossie's making cupcakes
and Erin's making punch.

And what about it?

Will you promise faithfully to
have your refreshments with me?

-Hi.
-Hi.

-Hello, there.
-Hello.

Wanna start your car?

I'd love to!

You're terrific!

Thanks.

I don't think I could
have done better myself,

and I'm a pretty good mechanic.

Oh, listen,
I want to give you something.

Here's for the parts

and here's something
for your time and trouble.

Well, you're sure
a different kind of woman.

You think so?

Most women, you do them a favor,
they just kiss you.

That hardly buys anything.

Wanna give me a ride home?

I thought you'd never ask.

Sure hard to picture you driving
around shell holes

and dodging machine-gun fire.

I didn't have much choice.

Bet you saw
some real air fights.

During some battles, there was
a lot of plane action up there.

Never got out and looked, but

I'm told there were
Camels and Newports and Fokkers.

I used to build models
of all those planes.

Did you ever get strafed?

Once. Red triplane got me.

That's the kind the Red Baron
used to fly

a red Fokker triplane.

Well, I'll tell you,
I didn't have time to look.

A bullet went right over my
shoulder and into the dashboard,

and another one went
in the radiator.

Just think, you were shot at by
the Red Baron!

Would you like one
of Aunt Flossie's cupcakes?

You helped make these?

Oh, a little bit.

I know you'll have
a taker over there.

You ever drive a truck?

Sure. There were
a lot of them in our unit.

Let's see, there was a Mack

and a Stewart and even
a Sterling, I think.

I sure never knew a lady like
you, though.

They look real good,
especially these green ones.

Did you tell Jim-Bob
you helped make them?

I'm not presently
speaking to your son.

Oh, well, maybe
Miss Griffith would like one.

I don't think she wants one.

I thought Jim-Bob was kind of
soft on her.

He is, but she's not an
ambulance driver.

-Would you do me a favor?
-Sure.

First time that you see
your grandpa when he's alone,

would you give him
this envelope for me?

-Sure.
-Thank you.

-Hey, watch it.
-Sorry, Jason.

You gonna help us start
the singing, Patsy?

I couldn't sing.
I just couldn't.

I may never sing again.

Excuse me, just a minute.

Sheriff?

John-Boy.

Well, I think it all turned out
to be worthwhile, don't you?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, I'm glad
you pestered me the way you did.

And I hope you're not too
uncomfortable being out here.

No, no, no, I...

It got a lot of memories out in
the open and aired them out.

I feel good about it.

Well, I'm glad.

Then, too, if you hadn't stirred
all this up,

I might never have known that
Sarah was living in Richmond.

Oh, yeah, she's quite a gal,
isn't she?

I'll tell you, the family's
taken a liking to her.

It'd be nice to have someone
like that

settle down around here,
wouldn't it?

Well, you never know, John-Boy.

Just never know.

You never know.

I tell you, I shouldn't, but I'm
gonna have seconds on that cake.

Well, watch out for yourself.

-See you, John.
-Bye.

I'm almost
used to seeing you again.

Well, I know it's you,
and I know you're here,

but I just don't believe
any of it.

You know, I...
I dreamed again last night

about how I went
to the hospital and they...

They told me that
you'd been moved.

Yeah.

You know, when they
carted me out of there, I...

I thought I was gonna die.

I guess I wanted to.

Well, I'm very glad
that you didn't.

Who was that woman
that used to come and

sing to us in the hospital?

Elsie Jannis.

Yeah.

She sure could take off
on a song, couldn't she?

I want you to know that

I tried every way I could
to find you.

So did I.

But it's been a good life,
hasn't it, Ep?

Well, yeah. Yeah, it's...

It's been...

But you never got married, huh?

No.

I thought about you a lot.

I guess I always will.

Think about you an awful lot.

Well,

you know, I get over
to Richmond pretty regular.

Well, I'm still
with the Red Cross.

Good afternoon.
To all of our friends,

I would like to speak
for my grandmother,

Esther Walton.

You all know that
this Honor Day was her idea,

and I'm sure she'll be very
pleased and very grateful

that you've all showed up.

There are some young men
from Jefferson County

who gave their lives
in the Great War

who do not lie
in this graveyard.

They lie somewhere in France

but their memory remains here

along with the memory
of these other young men

who gave the ultimate sacrifice

for their country
in the last war.

Thank you for coming.

Oh.

Oh, I can't tell you
how much this means to me

or how much it'll mean
to your grandma.

I didn't do anything, Grandpa,

-but this is for you.
-What is it?

Sarah... I mean,
Miss Griffith sent it to you.

Oh.

Grandpa, I've got something
to show you.

Come here.

Oh.

"In memory of Ben Walton,
Lester Cardwell,"

"Willie Wister and Rob Penders."

"Lest we forget."

Oh, Esther will love you
for this.

Why don't you sit in it?

The last of the chestnut.

They find their different
ways to grow.

Ben.

Ben.

Ben.

We were all grateful for the
success of Honor Day

and to Grandma for suggesting

that first commemorative issue
of The Chronicle,

but my brother Ben
and his memorial bench

will always be best remembered.

The bench is still there
for all the Waltons

and all the others
who came to remember those

who gave the best they had.

And for Ep and Sarah Griffith

there was a rekindling
and a new beginning,

if Jim-Bob didn't grow up first.

-Jim-Bob?
-Yeah?

Did you know the first
valve-in-head engine

was built in 1902?

What about it?

I'll bet you don't know
who Alice H. Ramsey was.

I don't even care who she was.

She drove from New York to
Oakland, California in 1909.

The first woman to drive
from coast to coast.

-No kidding?
-In a Maxwell-Briscoe.

You sure didn't know anything
a couple of days ago.

Well, I'm not gonna be
just a wife, you know.

Goodnight, Erin.