A Living Alien Toured With Our Carnival For Years. Then One Night, The Visitors Came
In the spring of 1959, an autoworker out of work for eleven months takes the only job anyone will give him: driving the truck that hauls a traveling carnival's sideshow Martian through the farm towns of the Midwest. The lot boss asks him a single question, how many children he has, then parks his wife and two young sons in a trailer at the far edge of the lot, nearest the open fields.
The Martian is no hoax. It stands gray and silent in a trailer kept colder than any Iowa winter, and the show never stays anywhere longer than five nights, however good the crowds. Then, in a small Iowa town…
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