the sidewalk until the mother and her children left and no more passers-by looked like they were going to stop and watch. When the song ended, a “Break Time” sign fell into the stage window, and I heard a door open from the backside of the trailer. I stood up and walked around the trailer to discover a tall, thin, ragged man taking a smoke break. I never dreamt that a person would be crammed in that small trailer underneath the puppets, much less a person who was about 6 foot tall.

The gentlemen who was the puppet master struck up a conversation with me and

was very accommodating to tell me all about his show. He said he was in Russia and encountered this same type of puppet show on the streets in a city there. He was so amused by it that he talked at length with the puppet master in Russia about how he built his trailer and staged the show. When he returned to the United States, he never forgot about this pupper show, so when he retired from work he set about constructing his own trailer and making this street puppet show in Golden his hobby. He received special permission from the City of Golden to keep his trailer parked on the sidewalk and chained to a tree because he entertains people of all ages for free.