I hereby officially launch this blog with this handsome guy. We can call him our mascot. I have given him “Avatar” status.
“Tyrannosaurus Rex; King of Prehistoric Giants” did not reside in a dinosaur museum, but in another tourist trap (i mean attraction).
GOOFY GOLF. THE MAGIC WORLD! PANAMA CITY BEACH, FLORIDA. Obviously a miniature golf course (couple decades before Adventure Golf.) The card wasn’t mailed. I’m guessing it’s early 60s.
See the red on his teeth? To show he’s just had a bloody meal. Complaining tourists and bad golfers, beware! I’ll bet he was part of one of the holes. You probably had to putt the ball through the one-foot gap between his thick legs.
How many kids, after a happy afternoon of mini-golf, had recurring nightmares about being chased by this?