This book is more than twice my age. Heck even the reprint I was reading was older than I am. But the story holds up. Even the artwork, ,while dated, still tells the story of the little red lighthouse who thought his proud days of helping boats was over because of the big steel bridge. It makes me wonder if now, almost 80 years later, that lighthouse is still standing? ( )

This delightful tale is about a little lighthouse who is quite proud of the job it does, warning ships away from the rocky shore. When a great grey bridge is built, with a much stronger light, the lighthouse believes it has been replaced. But the moral of the story is that there is a place for both kinds of light and both are needed. The book is filled with many wonderful illustrations which add immensely to the enjoyment of the story. Though written in 1942, it still should appeal to children today. ( )

The little red lighthouse feels its light is no longer needed when the great gray bridge is built, but the bridge explains that its lights are to warn airplanes, and the lighthouse's lights and bell are still needed for boats.

Mentioned in The Golems of Gotham by Thane Rosenbaum.

The Little Red Lighthouse stood on the banks of the mighty Hudson River, guiding the boats on that massive waterway as they passed the island of Manhattan. Proud of his work, the lighthouse shone his light at night and sounded his warning bell in the fog, keeping everyone safe. When the Great Gray Bridge is constructed right next to him, our lighthouse finds himself dwarfed, and begins to feel that he has no purpose. But when a tug-boat gets in trouble in the fog, it turns out that the lights on the bridge are too high up to be of use to those on the water. The lighthouse is needed after all...

Originally published in 1942, and a classic of American children's literature ever since, The Little Red Lighthouse and the Great Gray Bridge is one of those books I somehow missed reading as a child, and have been meaning to get to as an adult for many years. I have read author Hildegarde H Swift's Newbery Honor book, Little Blacknose: The Story of a Pioneer, but not this one, even though I have lived a few blocks from the eponymous lighthouse and bridge for a number of years. Finally, prompted by the fact that a friend an I will be visiting both this coming weekend, I picked it up. How glad I am that I did. I found Swift's story poignant and her writing lovely, and I found illustrator Lynd Ward's watercolor artwork gorgeously expressive. This is definitely a book that deserves its status as a classic, and is one that I wholeheartedly recommend, to those looking for picture-books about lighthouses, about the need to feel needed, or about the utility of older, more traditional ways of doings things, even when newer ones have been invented. ( )

There was a little red lighthouse that was on the edge of New York, Hudson River to be exact. A man who tended to that lighthouse was proud of that. The lighthouse was so proud he helped boats navigate. The lighthouse's light was so bright, it rolled past Albany and New York. The little red lighthouse would only speak out at night to protect the boats from crashes and bad things from happening. One day they decided to move the light house to somewhere where it would help and be more useful and that was under the hudson bridge. The man who normally tend to it, didn't know where it had went. He finally found the light house and the little red lighthouse felt happy that the man had found him again!