The Walton's

This week I rediscover and Hayden discovered The Walton’s. So the episode was about a cow who was fixin’ to give birth and how the dad said that they needed a heifer for her milk.  Seven children and four adults I would think that several milk cows would be necessary. Well the cow went off to have the calf and the kids were worried about her. So Grandpa went to find mom and calf. Meanwhile dad was on his way up the mountain to go work, and the axle broke on the truck. $9 to fix a broken axle. How sad we waste $9 everyday on unnecessary “stuff”.  Grandpa came back with the cow and a bull. A BULL and $9 in the hole! So dad decided that he would sell the bull in order to pay for the truck to be fixed. The children were upset. Their dad was sell a “member of the family” in order to get to work, in order to earn money, in order to…well we all know how that is. So when dad took the baby bull from the barn to deliver several farms over the momma cow cried, and cried. My dear sweet little man lying in the bed with hands behind his head said, “Augh, that momma cow sad.” I started tearing up. I had been granted a glimpse into my son’s heart.

Oh, you want to know how the episode ended. Well Grandma had a few dollars saved and Momma she sold her quilt. Her Memory Quilt! The quilt that toke a whole summer to make! The quilt that had scrapes of clothing from all her children.  After everyone had said their goodnights, John Boy said, “We were poor, but we were richer than we ever kown.”

I know that The Walton’s is “just” a TV show, but I want a simpler life. A more faith driven life. An example my son can look up to. I’m sick of TV that has no values!