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Galatia (pop. 1,023) sits alongside the two-lane tarmac of Highway 34 in Southern Illinois like hips on a snake. Barely. There is a cluster of neat single-story frame houses, a couple of eating places, a bank, a gas station and small supermarket. A lone yellow blinker slows traffic a little. But few outsiders ever stop, and that is fine with Galatians, who have better things to do than chat. They raise corn, graze cattle and dig coal for a living. "Until lately," drawls one miner, "two dogs crossing the road at the same time...
...City and ordered work resumed. The chain-link fence has been rebuilt. A score of bright yellow bulldozers, scrapers and earthmovers are growling back and forth, tossing up giant dust clouds as they level the site for shaft sinking. At night, the construction equipment is drawn up in a cluster under floodlights, covered-wagon style, for protection against sabotage. Admits Randolph: "We expected some resistance in Galatia, but its intensity at this early stage surprised us. Still, our policy remains to encourage nonunion operation-by persuasion, not coercion. It worked well for us in Wyoming...
...corner on hangers, squeezed behind a cheap upright piano, hangs a row of blue choir robes. The 25 gentlemen of the Bunn Bible Class (average age about 70), file in smiling, touching each other gently. By 10 a.m. they have eased themselves into folding chairs, as have a cluster of wives and old friends' widows. Class President Adrian Newton grasps his Bible and introduces this Sunday's teacher: speaking on "Repentance and Restoration," the right honorable Senator Jesse Helms...
...begins with no music, just a whipsaw wind. Through the gauze of dusk forms a cluster of stars-no, a spider's web -the filigree work of predestination, trapping every animal who will pass through this forest. A fox sprints over the tall grass, fear in her eyes, an infant fox dangling from her clenched teeth. A gunshot sounds; a flock of birds rises from the grass. The fox is dead, her infant an orphan. Happy summer, boys and girls! This is the new Disney cartoon feature...
...with his cameras and haunt the urban landscape, waiting and looking for a particular shot-the confluence, say, of the liner and the towers -that seems worth saving. Selling his own work gives him quality control and a flexible schedule, but Forss barely notices the potential customers who cluster around his display. He keeps looking at the light and wondering whether it is striking a building or bridge in a way that might look good on film. He takes out-of-body trips to favorite shooting sites. "I've got spots all over the city," he says. He checks...