Storm King wrestled the alligators at Animal Land U.S.A., a small amusement park that prospered just south of Lake George Village in the early 1960s. He was seven feet tall, bearded and bald, with a voice like the bottom of a rusty organ pipe, and he stood at the back door of the Miller Camp one night just as the lightning cut our power and the thunder rolled over the darkened screen porch.

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