The Gnal Head

What you are about to read is true. At first you won't believe it. But it is true.

I was there. The Hoag was there.

And here is the tale:

Let me start off by mentioning that it wasn't just a Gnal Head....but it was a Red Gnal Head.

Which are the worst kind. I think.

Anyhow, the time was the early 1980s and me and Hoag were driving home from buddy night when all of a sudden it appeared as we rounded a bend on Rt.9.

It was huge and it scared the crap out of us. In fact, I think we both pointed at it and screamed at the same time. The screams were borderline girlish.

It was by the lakeside. It was the Red Gnal Head! And it freaked us out.

We kept driving and made it home safely. But we never forgot it.

Even to this day almost 25 years later we still bring it up. We've never told anybody about it before because we knew they wouldn't believe us.

Nobody had ever seen the Red Gnal Head before...and maybe nobody will ever see it again.

We still drive by that same exact spot. We always comment on that night years and years ago.

Still scary. Still freaked out.

All that is there now is a lighted sign that says: Red Signal Ahead.