Saturday, August 29, 2009

When the Whistle Blows by Fran Cannon Slayton

Well, probably the best way to describe my dad is to say that his birthday is tomorrow. Halloween. Or as he calls it, "All Hallows' Eve." The day of the dead. Or really, the day the dead come back and haunt the living. You know, trick us. Confuse us. [...]
It's a heck of a day to be born on, really. But I've gotta say that as far as I can tell, it suits Dad pretty durn well. Because you never know what kind of exciting theings just might head down the tracks on All Hallows' Eve--besides the trains, I mean. (2)

Fran Cannon Slayton weaves together Halloween stories revolving around the sleepy train town of Rowlesburg West Virginia over the course of six years. Jimmy Cannon, the youngest of three sons to the railroad opperator, relates the adventures he had on his dad's birthday. From hiding out in the graveyard, to witnessing a secret society meeting, and playing a championship football game, Jimmy Cannon reveals that you'll never know what's going to happen When the Whistle Blows.


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