I’m realizing how short people’s memories are, and what’s written here could help them remember what it was like for us. This is not just my story, or your mother’s, or your Uncle Joseph’s, or Farmer Ben’s. This is the story of so many people who lived through those times like us. This is our story. All of us. And it’s important not to forget.

Aw, dad... this isn’t another one of those “oh, you’re LUCKY you didn’t have to peck dry corn and uncooked rice off the dirt!” kind of thing is it?

Aw, dad... this isn't another one of those "oh, you're LUCKY you didn't have to peck dry corn and uncooked rice off the dirt!" kind of thing is it?

I packed my stuff, left my cactus BILLY with the neighbors, and got a taxi to the bus station.

I'm realizing how short people's memories are, and what's written here could help them remember what it was like for us. This is not just my story, or your mother's, or your Uncle Joseph's, or Farmer Ben's. This is the story of so many people who lived through those times like us. This is our story. All of us. And it's important not to forget.

...no matter how bad life gets, no matter how sometimes things seem to turn on you and make it seem like there's no longer any hope, don't forget that you always have THIS (Sunset) to look forward to at the end of every single day. Look at it, Jake. Right there is peace. And freedom. And there's nothing in this world that can touch it.