[narration as John 'John Boy' Walton, Jr. reading from his journal
In those last months of the war, though death and destruction continued, it was possible for the first time to think of a world at peace. There would then be the small, personal wars to be reckoned with, such as my sister Mary Ellen's adversary role with life, always heading into it, never conforming to its patterns. She was wife, mother, widow, nurse, and not any or all of these things together brought her peace of mind. ...