My dad got me into Bigfoot when he made up a crazy story about some character named “Indian Joe” who lived in a place called “Anthony’s Nose,” a mountainous cave in the great Northwest.

He scared the snot out of me with his stories, but they were both shocking and engaging.

We would watch a show with Leonard Nemoy called “In Search Of,” and the main show in that series was all about Sasquatch. I also grew up watching Six Million Dollar Man, and there were episodes of him versus Sasquatch that kept me glued to the television.

Later on in childhood, I often had nightmares of a Bigfoot clan living outside my bedroom window, and the Dad Bigfoot would try to lure me outside to kill me!

Bigfoot has been a major part of my life since I was a young child, and as I’ve gotten older, I’ve become more curious about the possibility that Sasquatch is real, and that’s magical! Imagine there is a humungous bipedal creature lurking in the deep woods.

The thought just lights me up, and I hope that others can imagine the magic in the big man.

My dad meant the world to me, and I miss him very much. He’s the main reason that I love Bigfoot so much!