Hiawatha Passing: Sometimes Magic Happens

Late One winter night, a boy watches the approach of a speeding train. A low hum becomes a thundering rumble as a legendary streamliner appears and rockets past the boy's farmhouse. The Earth trembles and the house shakes. A string of box shaped lights flies by. Soon the train is gone and silence returns to the cold dark valley. In simple language and enchanting watercolors, Industrial power and rural loneliness impinge on each other in the deep mysterious dark of an American night.

Jeff Hag...