By Al Graham

The Sandman is blissfully happy with very few things – a little Bugler tobacco, an iced cold beer, a candy bar, his prize collection of broken toys (which he has repaired and are on display as if museum pieces in every inch of his abode). For the last two years, the Sandman has shared with the Coronado Clarion staff, his deep longing to have a statue of himself erected somewhere in Coronado. So our staff decided to do the next-best thing. We purchased a mannequin, coated it with glue, and then affixed golden sand from head to toe. Afterwards, we asked the Sandman to bring us one of his uniforms including shoes and his signature nautical cap, which was no problem as he has at least a dozen hanging in his closet. The next day, when the Sandman returned, he was met with his twin in statue form. He stood admiring it for the longest time.

We loaded the two Sandmen into our vehicle and set off for a photo shoot all over town. Sandman was “King for a Day!”