No Star Nights

When I was little, we couldn t see the stars in the nighttime sky because the furnaces of the mill turned the darkness into a red glow. So begins the beautifully told and illustrated No Star Nights. This book recollects growing up in a steel-mill town with its memorable sights and sounds, sometimes glorious and sometimes frightening. Life was marked by the shifts the fathers worked at the mill, and vacation pay, which meant Christmas in July. Special summer days included baseball games in Pittsburgh. A child s insightful memory of the past. WINNER 1990 - IRA Children's Book Award for Younger Readers