Going to the Haines library was always a good experience. I knew Ellen Borders would be glad to see me. One day she came out from behind the desk when she saw me coming. “Oh, Marie. Wait ‘til you see this!” She took me to the VCR section and grabbed a tape off the bottom shelf. “This is the sort of thing you like,” she said as she handed it to me.
It was “Song of Survival,” the story of the…