:50:01
that run off it.
:50:05
Bright little clusters
of three and four children...
:50:11
like berries
waiting to be plucked.
:50:18
That's the way
l thought of them sometimes.
:50:21
Like berries?
:50:23
Like l was putting them
into my big basket,
:50:28
clearing the hillside
of its children.
:50:32
Anyway, my next stop was
across from the Bide-A-While,
:50:35
which is owned and operated
by Risa and Wendell Walker.
:50:41
Risa had walked
her son Sean across the road,
:50:44
which was customary.
:50:46
Sean, he has some kind of
learning disability.
:50:49
Well, he's behind the rest
of the kids his age in school,
:50:53
and he's too nervous
to play sports.
:51:00
Strange little guy.
:51:02
But you couldn't help
but like him.
:51:09
Morning, Dolores.
:51:10
Hi, Risa.
Aren't your feet freezing?
:51:13
l guess they are.
:51:16
l want to stay with you.
:51:17
Sean...go on, honey. Go on.
:51:21
Come on, Sean, sit next to me.
:51:29
-ls he OK?
-l don't know.
:51:32
-Temperature?
-No, he's not sick or anything.
:51:36
Just one of those mornings,
l guess. You know?
:51:43
Well, l never had
those mornings, myself.
:51:47
Not so long as l had
my school bus to drive...
:51:52
not so long
as l had my...kids.