This is Tarker's Mills, where I grew up. And this is how it looked that Spring, a town...

[Older Jane narrates about the townspeople and her brother Marty] Older Jane: [narrating at the scene of the town barbecue] This is Tarker's Mills, where I grew up. And this is how it looked that Spring, a town where people cared about each other as much as they cared about themselves Older Jane: [narrating at the scene of Marty] I was nearly 15 years old, and my brother, Marty, was 11. Marty was the cross I had to bare. He wasn't so bad, actually. He was just constantly thrown in my face by my parents.

This is Tarkers Mills, where I grew up... And this is how it looked that spring A town where people cared about each other as much as they cared about themselves. I was nearly 15 years old and my brother Marty was 11. We'd like to get things started now! May I have your attention please everybody? We'd like to get things started now, we could? Lot chairs down here, come on right down, sit down! Alright without... further due I'd like to turns things over to our own Reverend Lester Lowe. I'm gonna go, okay? Alright. Stay close. Thank you. And make sure your brother's allright "Make sure your brother's allright."