*Jesse sits down. He doesn't speak for several seconds then sighs* "Tomorrow's going to be a big day so I'll get right to the point. I'm going to tell ya somethin' that I've never told anyone before 'cept your aunt, God rest her soul. When I was a young man, not even as old as you are now. I went out into the Hazzard Swamp with an old friend of Grandpa Dukes. That old timer was named Hezakiah Harkness. He was the grandfather of Andrew Harkness. We was out there on the west end of the swamp and we had set our crawdad traps and old Hezakiah decided we'd paddle on into some of those channels that twist around all over the place on that end of the swamp. Anyhow,deep into a channel, Mr. Harkness spotted a patch of blue coneflowers. Back then, folks didn't get their medicine from the drug store, they got it from medicinal plants. Blue coneflowers were about as rare and useful medicine as ya could find. So me and the old man got out of that flat bottom boat and went over to get some of 'em. He commensed to pickin' some of them but was careful to explain that he couldn't pick too many because it was important that there was enough remaining to produce seeds so the patch wouldn't die off. Then, it happened...there was a rustling in the bushes and...I know this is going to be hard to believe.....but there he stood, taller than the hawthorn bushes, a monster that is burned in my nightmares forever. The story didn't have a happy ending. Andrew Harkness's grandfather didn't live through that fateful visit." *Jesse lowers his head and buries his face in his hands.*