Driving down the road one day I came upon a site that reminded me of those highway tourist stops we would drive by when I was a kid. Occasionally, Dad would stop, but not too often. All the doodads and geegaws, and let's not forget the whirly-gigs and home made fudge. There is so much going on here it is hard to pick it all out. And the guy behind the fence, a mannequin. I thought he was real at first.