The picture of Paul Bunyon and his ox Babe really brings back some memories. My Grandmother took me to the redwood forest in about 1976 (I was 6 at the time) and I remember that big old statue fondly. There was a guy in his foot that if your parents went and told him your name he would make Paul Bunyon talk to you and wave, He never talked to me or waved and I remember crying to my Grandma because I was sad that Paul Bunyon didn't like me. It was a great trip with my Grandmother all over that area in her red, white and blue motor home. When I get the El Camino finished up somewhat I am going to have to do something similar and maybe this time I can get Paul Bunyon to talk to me ... LOL
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