Last year I wrote these stories about a man here in St. Cloud who stands on the street corner every weekend next to an American flag while wearing a Superman outfit.
Over the years this guy has taken his share of lumps by the locals who have lambasted him in the newspaper by accusing him of being "strange" and "mentally ill" among other things. Nonetheless he persists - and every week he can still be found firmly planted in front of the Dairy Queen or the university for no other reason than to simply be seen. He doesn't carry a sign, shout a message or make a move. He just stands there with his hands on his hips and looks straight ahead with his chin held high as if to say "I'm here... you know what I represent."
But finally the other day he was vindicated. Finally, for the first time in the many many years he has been carrying Superman's torch, our very own Justice Leaguer himself received a different kind of press in the paper. The kind of press you would expect from Superman.
Here is his story...
I know, you wish you had a Superman in your town too - but don't even think about asking us for ours. It's taken a while, but we've finally gotten used to him.
And now we'd like to keep him.