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Never told this story before. One time the Gov. of South Dakota got in touch with me. They had been wanting to balance out Mt. Rushmore for years. Four heads just never looked right. You need odd numbers in art. Three, five, etc. Long story short, they decided I was to be...
...the fifth head. I was truly stunned, but when you get that call, you have to say yes. Thus began the craziest week of my life. They flew me up to South Dakota and computer modeled my head. They were really pleased with both the shape and balanced proportions. The first...
couple renderings were pretty disappointing TBH. They really aged me and didn’t capture the introspective character that, strangely, earned me the honor in the first place. Fortunately the governor stepped in, and we got to a version that was stunning. The engineers were...
skeptical they could capture it at full scale, but they persevered, were innovative, and got all the calculations and drawings together. Finally, the day came for the initial blasting on the mountainside to begin the years-long process of adding my head to Mt. Rushmore...
As we gathered at the foot of the mountain, I noticed they were setting up the dynamite charges in a strange spot, right below Jefferson (TJ) and Teddy R. Of course I started asking what they were doing. I figured it was just part of the engineering. Turns out, that’s where...
they had always planned to put my head. Down at the bottom. I told them nevermind and bailed.
