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The Real Polar ExpressThis train is magic for kids and grown-ups alike.The train is called the Polar Express and during the holiday season it promises a magic ride to the North Pole. Every evening before 7 o'clock, families with little children congregate at the old Rockside Station in Independence where they wait to board this old-fashioned pufferbelly.Without fail, the train chugs in on time as it pulls eight cars -- six passenger coaches (one offering souvenirs) and a dining car with a modest menu. In the dining car are experienced hands who serve those who require more than the hot cocoa and chocolate-chip cookies that make up the standard repast.Not even the Grinch or old Ebenezer Scrooge could resist the charm of this ride through the Cuyahoga Valley. The railway line that linked Cleveland and Canton nearly 200 years has been designated a historic landmark. Children, dressed in pajamas and winter coats, are helped aboard by elves employed by the Cuyahoga Scenic Railroad. The elves make certain everyone finds his or her seat.They distribute the pleasantly warm drinks. And in each coach, the senior elf reads the tale of the Polar Express while assistants move up and down the aisles, hefting enlarged water-color illustrations to bring the story to the children.Soon, the elves inform the passengers, the train will arrive at the North Pole. Kids and parents are advised to look out the window. Lights in the train grow dim as it slows to a crawl. A whistle sounds from the engine. And then the countryside is aglow with reindeer, toy factories and decorations. More elves wave to the passengers. And finally, when the train halts, "the Big Man himself" comes on board. A pretty good representation of Santa Claus greets every boy and girl, hands them a silver bell, and holds their hands as he speaks to them.For some, even the veterans who have seen the red-suited giant up close before, the moment is overwhelming and they shrink back. But inevitably, their parents calm their fears and they warm to him and his image of cheer. It is a magic moment that passes all too quickly.So, too, is the ride back from Peninsula. (We did not really reach the Arctic that evening.) The elves won't leave you alone. They pester the passengers to participate in a holiday songfest. They distribute songbooks and even the grumpiest of old men is forced to mutter "Seven swans a swimming."For more information about the Polar Express, call-800-468-4070. Reservations are required and seats may not be available this holiday season."