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February 25, 2004



I visited there a couple of years ago, and have to admit that I was impressed by the views, and much less so by the "caves of the gnomes" or whatever they were called.

After I moved to salt Lake City, my mom sent me a "See Rock City" birdhouse to remind me of the south.


You know what, I remember those bird houses. I think I once scored a t shirt or a hat. I'm sure we came away w/ some sort of kitsch from that trip.

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