Then I'd get the connection and Life would pass through the cords.

That was the closest I came to it--operating the cords that it went through.

There was a whole city full of it--beautiful, laughing, loving Life.

But it was on the wire--just as in Centralia it had been in the pictures--and in the box.
And oh I used to get so tired--so tight--operating the cords for Life.
Sometimes when I left my chair the whole world was one big red light.

And at night they danced dances for me--those little red lights." She brushed her hand before her eyes as if they were there again and she would push them away.