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- Narrator: [narration as John 'John Boy' Walton, Jr. reading from his journal] Most of us on Waltons Mountain prided ourselves on our friendly hospitality, our family's good name and our dignity as individuals. But in a remote hollow lived a man named Lutie Bascomb with his daughter, Lois May. If Lutie prided himself on anything, it was his cussedness.