I'm not much for talking.
I've always loved living in this town, just as much as I've loved going under it every day, working the mines. I don't know why, but I do. My wife, Millie - some of you may know her. She's always had bigger ideas. She's always wanted to see the world. And most of all, she's wanted to live on a shore, on a coast. "Somewhere where I can walk outside and fly a kite on the beach after dinner. Somewhere on a salt sea with ducks, and a lighthouse off in the distance telling us we're home. Take me there."
She said that the night she let me marry her, and I said "OK." The only problem is, I never did.
And she didn't make me, because she knows what I love. So I never took Millie to live in a seaside town witha beach for a backyard and a lighthouse off in the distance.
But if she stayed with me for 15 years here in Everwood, the least I can do is bring some of that life back here to her.