It was May 2nd, 1934.
I was focused on one thing.
I wanted to be a reporter.
If I hurried, I'd have just enough time|to see Dad at his car dealership.
Dad. Dad. Dad, look, I finished my article.
That's great, honey. Oh!
- Wish me luck.|- You can do it, sweetheart.
Go get them.
She's gonna be a reporter, that one.
You just wait and see.
Come get your paper. Hobo crime spree.
... at the Cincinnati Register.
... I was certain I'd come out a journalist.
How could I have known|what life had in store?
I thought I was ready.
Excuse me, Mr. Peabody? Sir?
- Charlie Kittredge's sister.|- Yes, sir, I'm Kit.
Uh, Billy, and I'm only 19. I'm not|a sir yet. But thanks. Uh, follow me.
Charlie said you wanted|to see a real newsroom, and this is it.
Wow, the Cincinnati Register.
- Okay. So where's the editor?|- Uh, Gibson? Right there, why?
I've written this article,|and I'd like for you to give it to him.
- Uh, you'd like me to what?|- Give it to him, you know, to publish.
You're not kidding. She's not kidding.
Heh. That's what this is about?|You want an article published?
Yes, thank you.
But how about I take a look at it?
Thanks, Billy, would you?
I'll just wait here.
- Ha, ha.|- But you take your time.
You can come back another time.
That works too.
He's just reading it, Ruthie.
He might not even give it to Mr. Gibson.|Who knows?
- Yes, dear.|- Now she does.
Come on, let's go.
Depends.|What's a barter?
See, my partner here and I'll work for food|and...
- Anyways, I'm Will, and this is Countee.|- Hey.
Mother's out back with her Garden Club.|Follow me.
Everything will be okay.|Everything will be fine.
I just heard you're moving, Louise.
I heard it's magnificent.
We'd love to see the rooms.
How can I help you?
- Mother, this is Will and his friend...|Countee.
...fences, any kind of machine.
We're trustworthy and responsible.
Come back in the morning.
- We'll see what we can do.|Thank you.
WO|Don't feed them, Margaret.
Why don't you take|something to eat before you leave?
Thank you, ma'am,|but, uh, we only take when we work.
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