You know that Jack Benny handprint downtown? It’s in front of the bank on the corner of Mountain and College.
I heard it’s not really Benny’s handprint.
In 1964, Jack was here celebrating Fort Collins 100th anniversary. (It could be that his mother lived here.) He and others dipped hands in cement block, but then …
Well, the story goes, that the cement form was whisked to the east side of town to cure. And as the truck driver rumbled over so many railroad tracks, the cement responded like an Etch-a-sketch, erasing Benny’s hand.
The driver’s solution? Fix it with his own hands before the cement could dry.
I heard this from a guy who heard it from a guy who heard it from the driver. Gossip always makes the best history, doesn’t it?