The Waltons always ended with the family wishing each other good night.
But you never saw them waking up after partying hard the night before with a bad batch of moonshine.
“Who the fuck broke the coffee pot?”
“The goddamned toilet’s backed up!”
“What the hell are you doing in bed with your sister?”
You’d think they’d explore the dark side of country living to scare people out of moving out of television reception range, but back then the networks had standards.
These days, they’d never say goodnight. It would end with a shooting or an orgy.
Good night, standards!