A lonely, rich, hypochondriac is celebrating her 65th birthday in the same manner in which she observes the other 364 days of the year by complaining, berating her servants, taking her pills and grumping about everything around her, including the sunshine. A toy airplane comes flying through an open window and breaks a vase, and when its owner, Spanky, comes in search of it he is informed he will have to pay seventy-five cents for the broken vase. Spanky has never seen six bits, much less having it in his pants, so he offers his and his friends' help in cleaning up the yard in exchange. Before the kids are through, they've given the old lady a new outlook on life.
—Les Adams <longhorn1939@suddenlink.net>