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Date Posted: 12:05:43 04/25/08 Fri
Author: John V
Subject: John and Olivia

It was known by all who knew the Walton Family that Zeb
and Esther's boys while both being hard working, dependable
and respectful, were still different in many ways.
Ben, the oldest, was happy in school, liked to study and
always had some type of business venture going. In fact,
he used to help Mr. Godsey keep his books at the store.
Ben wanted to be a Banker when he grew up. Ben was also
a regular attendee at the Waltons Mountain Baptist Church.

Young John on the other hand, loved the outdoors. Don't misunderstand, John was also a good student in his own right. He paid attention most of the time in class and always had his lessons in on time. But, every chance he got, John was working in the mill or up on the mountain cutting timber with his Pa. While John loved having a good time, he was a serious lad in many ways too. For instance, he knew the value of a dollar just like Ben and what's more, it was often said of young John Walton, he was a workin fool when it came to just about any thing working with his hands. John too was a fair hand at book keeping when he needed to be. He always said he would be happy to spend his years on Waltons Mountain. He wanted to cut timber, get married and have a house full of kids and build his home up on Waltons Mountain. He knew just the spot too. It was on the summit just above his Granddaddy's old place where the chimney still stood. It had a sweeping view of the valley below and the Rockfish River. Yes, that was John's dream for some day. Little did John know then that his some day was moving into the area in the form of a young girl named Olivia. John met her one Summer afternoon while delivering firewood to the new family that just moved to the area from Albereen.

Olivia was a pretty thing, about 4 years younger than John and the eldest girl in her family. She had pretty red hair and was wise beyond her years. The two became fast friends. Olivia and her family were strong Baptists like his mother. This was a cross roads time in young John's life in that he was all of 19 years old now and had never had more than a passing fancy for any girl or the Baptist Church for that matter. But Olivia was different. She wasn't uppity or holier than thou like those pinch faced girls his Ma was always trying to match him up with from the church. She was easy to talk to, really cared when he told her about his plans for a house on the mountain and what's more, she came to love the mountain as much as he did. No, this was a special girl and before John knew it, they were much more than just friends.

Before Olivia, John was more interested in fishing, playing cards, going to dances and sampling a little of Judge Baldwin's recipe now and then. Many was the Sunday that John would be strolling past the Baptist Church with fishing pole in hand listening to the tune of Shall We Gather at the River or coming by just after with a stringer of fish only to be met with the disapproving eyes of the the faithful gathered outside after services, including those of Olivia's mother and even his own. Another set eyes that followed him were those of young Olivia and they were far from dissaproving. Although Olivia had a deep faith in God and loved being part of the Baptist Congregation, there was something about John Walton that just took her breath away.

Well, like the old saying goes, opposits attract and that was the case with John and Olivia. While John Walton was held in high regard by everyone in the community, the same wsa not so when it came to Olivia's parents. Her mother often referred to hims as "That heathen Walton boy." much to the dismay of Esther Walton. Because of Olivia's parents disapproval of John the two had to meet without her parent's knowledge. Often, Olivia would start for Wednesay night prayer meeting and end up walking with John. John spent all his spare time with Livvy. Long walks, picinics by Drucilla's Pond and hikes up the mountain. These were days they would always remember.

The secret dates and meetings with an occasional dinner at the Walton home, went on for about a year when the two decided it was time to marry. John popped the question to Livvey on a Sunday evening down by Drucilla's Pond, a favorite place of theirs to go on picinics. Without hesitaton, Olivia said yes. This was a dream come true for both but presented an interesting problem. How would they get Olivia's parents permission. After all, she was only 16 years old and John was now 20. They knew permission would never be given, so John suggested they both elope.

At first, Olivia didn't want to do this. She wanted a proper wedding at church, with a white dress and all. But she wanted to be Mrs. John Walton more than anything. So, she agreed. They would run off and get married. JV

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