- How fast are you goin'?

- (Crew) Four.

- Four miles an hour?

- (Crew) Yep.

- Well that's my top speed.

(laughs) (calm atmospheric music) (wheelchair motor whirs) I consider myself a North Carolinian.

It was nice to move back home.

I was glad to get back to a slower pace.

(slow piano music) I was born about six miles east of here, in 1933.

It was a one-horse town.

You know that's what they called it back in those days, a one-horse town.

It used to be a older house was sitting here.

I can take you right over here, there was all fields, now it's all town right there, far as you can see is homes.

It's not bothering me, it's great to see it.

We used to live in a shack back in those days.

Air's comin' through, you couldn't get warm.

And they had old fireplaces, and you get hot in the front, and freeze in the back.

(laughs) so it was a rough life.

Makes you belong somewhere, to build a house.

Just to say you got somethin' of your own you're building, That made a great feeling, that you were able to get somethin'.

When I was 20, I moved to New Jersey, to pay for my house here, wasn't makin' no money down here.

Up north, everybody's in a rush, I mean rushin', like they're trying to get somewhere, then they're not getting there.

I knew I had to be there for at least five years.

But it wound up 20, 21.

(laughs) In '75, I lost my wife.

It was too many memories there.

So I said "Well, I'll move back home."

(calm atmospheric music) (wheelchair motor whirs) So I thought it was gonna kill me when she died, but I survived it.

She died three months before our 25th anniversary, but I guess that's life, yeah.

(machine beeps) (door creaks open) (door slams) North Carolina is a slow-paced state.

People just got time to stop and talk to you.

Everybody's friendly.

I've sat on my porch and they, you know, they come by and talk.

I sit out there every day when the sun is shining.

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