The Empty Nest

El episodio se transmitió el 21 sep 1978
TV-G
1h 37min

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Agrega una trama en tu idiomaGrandpa Zeb (Will Greer) has died and everyone is mourning. Neighbor Flossie Brimmer has also died. Mary Ellen and Erin move to Charlottesville into an apartment to be on their own. John tri... Leer todoGrandpa Zeb (Will Greer) has died and everyone is mourning. Neighbor Flossie Brimmer has also died. Mary Ellen and Erin move to Charlottesville into an apartment to be on their own. John tries to get a large lumber contract.Grandpa Zeb (Will Greer) has died and everyone is mourning. Neighbor Flossie Brimmer has also died. Mary Ellen and Erin move to Charlottesville into an apartment to be on their own. John tries to get a large lumber contract.

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Goodbye Grandpa, you are missed

I cry every time I watch this episode. I treasured both Grandpa Walton and Will Geer. I'm glad they made this one in his honor. I still remember the first time it was on and the shock of losing such a fine man. It's 2022 now and almost all of the adults on the show are gone now. Only Michael Learned and the Walton children still remain. So hard to believe.

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Trivia
The dates on Grandpa Zebulon Walton's headstone read 1865-1941.

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Previously Grandma could not read music and wanted lessons, but now she can read Jason's sheet music for their piano duet.

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Narrator: [narration as John 'John Boy' Walton, Jr. reading from his journal] For as long as any of us could remember our house had stood in the shadow of Waltons Mountain. We counted time by its seasons, growing up and growing old, and even those of us who went away never really left it. It was a fitting place for my grandfather to be buried, and in the six months since his death we had learned to live with our grief. We never looked up at the mountain without feeling his strength. We were to need it. The year was 1941 and there was a tension in the air that threatened to pull us apart.