Opening Narration: Nature, I think, intended my father to be a dreamer and a poet. Instead, he became the head of a large hungry household. The one thing he feared and despised was debt, and yet it clung to him as devotedly as it clung to all of his neighbors. He tried never to borrow, never to buy anything on time, and never to fall behind on things like taxes and doctor bills. As careful as he was, there came a day in 1940 when he looked at his finances and was astounded by what he found looking back at him.
Closing Narration: And there it was, our parents' great occasion went as quickly as it came, and this that followed was the moment of meaning, the time of celebration. Our parents, like our grandfather on that Christmas morning a hundred years ago, were blessed with one lovely moment of being rich. And perhaps they knew, like my grandfather, that they would never be poor again.