A few curious people have asked, “What's up with the Gumby thing?" Well, there is a story in that. When I was young, I had a Gumby companion and it went everywhere with me. I was on a camping trip with my Father and I made Gumby a raft and set him down in a fast-moving river. Some accounts were that it was a Class V and based on other events that I can remember more clearly from my childhood, I would say this is accurate. As Gumby was swept from my hands, my father took chase but couldn’t keep up with Gumby and his raft. He was gone. Lost forever. To help ease the pain, my family has gifted me many Gumby items over the years including ties, socks, key chains, snuff boxes, handkerchiefs, etc. So, I suppose the name is a fitting tribute to my brave Gumby friend.
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