INT: TRUCK- TIME: DAY
(DRIVING DOWN A OLD DIRT ROAD IN A BETUP WHITE FORD TRUCK, 38 YEAR OLD SINGLE MALE NAMED J. M. BALLINGER, WAS JUST DRIVING AROUND THE COUNTRY LISTENING TO CLASSIC ROCK AND ROLL MUSIC. WHILE LISTENING TO CLASSIC ROCK AND ROLL MUSIC, J. M. BALLINGER WAS THINKING ABOUT HIS FAMILY AND THERE PAST.)
INT: TRUCK- TIME: DAY
J. M. BALLINGER:
(SI)
OH,ME! RIDING AROUND THE COUNTRY LIKE I AM DO RIGHT NOW REALLY TAKES ME BACK. TAKES ME BACK TO WHEN I USE TO DELIVER NEWSPAPERS WITH MY MOTHER, MARIE ROBINSON. ME AND MY MOTHER WOULD SPEND MANY HOT HOURS OUT ON THE ROAD DELIVING CHATTANOOGA FREE PRESS IN MY FAMILY'S WHITE OLDSMOBILE.
(AS J. M. BALLINGER STOPPED TALKING TO HIMSELF FOR A MOMENT, A CLASSIC ROCK AND ROLL SONG CAME ON THAT TOOK J. M. BALLINGER BACK. JUST AS J. M. BALLINGER WIPPED AWAY THE TEARS THAT WAS COMING FROM HIS RIGHT EYE, TEARS STARTED TO POUR OUT OF BOTH OF HIS EYES.)
J. M. BALLINGER:
(WEEPING)
THROUGH, HEAT, RAIN, SNOW, OR HAIL, WE WOULD AWAYS DELIVER THE CHATTANOOGA FREE PRESS. EVEN WHEN THEY CHANGED THE NAME FROM CHATTANOOGA FREE PRESS TO CHATTANOOGA TIMES FREE PRESS, MY MOTHER AND I DELIVERED. MISTER NAPIER AND HIS SON WERE KIND COSTERS OF OURS. YES, WE JUST MAY HAVE DELIVERED NEWSPAPERS TO THE NEWSPAPER BOX, I WOULD LOVE TO GO INTO THE STORE AND GIVE THE NEWSPAPER TO MISTER NAPIER AT NAPIER'S GROCERY.
(WHEN J. M. BALLINGER'S EYES DRIED UP, HE CONTINUED TO DRIVE DOWN THE OLD COUNTRY ROAD. J. M. BALLINGER TRIED TO THINK ABOUT THOSE TIMES WHEN HIS MOTHER, MARIE ROBINSON, EVER REALLY EVER GOT ANY TIME TO HERSELF.)
J. M. BALLINGER:
(SORROW)
MY MOTHER, MARIE ROBINSON, WORKED ALL DAY. SHE CLEANED HOUSE, RAN THE PAPER ROUTE, AND THEN SHE CAME HOME TO COOK DINNER FOR FOUR LITTLE SON'S OF HERS PLUS HER LOVING HUSBAND, HENRY BALLINGER. EVEN THOUGH, THAT MY MOTHER, MARIE ROBINSON, AND MY FATHER, HENRY BALLINGER, HARDLY GOT TO SEE ONE ANOTHER, THEY STILL HAD FEELINGS FOR EACH OTHER. MY MOTHER, MARIE ROBINSON, AND MY FATHER, HENRY BALLINGER, STILL HAD DEEP FEELINGS FOR ONE ANOTHER UNTIL THAT DAY CAME.
EXT: TRUCK- TIME: NIGHT
(AS THE SUN STARTED TO SLOWLY SET OVER THE MOUNTAINS, J. M. BALLINGER KNEW THAT HE BEST START HEADING HOME. AS J. M. BALLINGER LOOKED UP TO THE SKY, HE KNEW THAT HIS MOTHER WOULD NOT WANT HIM TO FORCE ON THE PAST, BUT THE FUTURE THAT WAS BEFORE HIM.)
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