A Busch Gardens Tarzan Story
	About thirty or so years ago Busch Gardens hired a well built, young man to walk through the park dressed like Tarzan and just pass the time with the guests. He was very friendly, looked like a movie star and the only thing he had on other than a very small leather loincloth was a chimpanzee that the guests loved, a boar tusk on a rawhide string hanging around his neck, a hunting knife on his hip and moccasins. Busch, being such a conservative company, I was surprised they'd allow an employee or anyone for that matter to be out in the public in such a skimpy outfit. All the women and half the men loved this guy and he loved all the teasing and attention he got. Even the head of out Publicity Dept., Glenda had a close up photo of just his rear end framed and hanging on her wall. One day after lunch all of the zoo crew were on the loading dock and we were getting ready to go back to work. We saw him, I can't remember his name anymore, walking down the service road toward us. He wasn't in his usual Tarzan outfit. He was wearing a suit and tie but still looked really good. We thought " I hope they haven't decided to let him go or discontinue the Tarzan project." He looked pretty different in a suit. As he got closer to the Zoo Building I yelled out to him " I hardly recognized you with your clothes on." He didn't smile or respond with his usual laughter about comments like this and seeing him almost scowl back wasn't a good sign at all. As he walked on past I noticed a slight bald spot in the crown of his head. I had never noticed that before. Yikes! It wasn't him! It was a real tight ass corporate auditor that St, Louis had sent down to audit the entire park. I just slipped into the crowd of zoo men and was glad that we were all wearing the same khaki uniforms. Lynn Ash