- Host: When I was a boy, my dad was looking for work. He took my mom, my brother Skip and myself, and headed west. Along the way, in the middle of nowhere whatsoever at all, on a hot summer desert noon, with the wind still and heat rising from the sand dunes, we were witness to a miracle. Years later, I remembered the miracle. This is that remembrance.
- Robert: Oh, Willie, Willie, never ask Nature. There's things about radio waves and rainbows and northern lights, we're never gonna know.
- William: Are we the pure at heart?
- Robert: Nah. Not like the kids who came through today, who saw anything they wanted to see. Not like the big folks with them, born in wheat fields and by God's grace wandering the world. Nah, we're not the big children, not the little children. Willie, I'm glad to be alive. You know the morning air, early, on the road. Maybe we take it easy, don't think, relax.