If you travel the back road from Wickenberg to Prescott, up the Yarnell Hill, keep an eye out for this stone-faced amphibian -- a hop, skip and a jump past the small town of Congress. "Rocky" as he's affectionately called by the locals, has been perched atop a hill on the west side of Highway 89 since the 1920s, when a nearby homesteader grabbed her two sons and they applied a few buckets of bright green paint to the frog-shaped rock formation. Although the family has long since left the area, nearby townspeople maintain their lovable green mascot, much to the delight of travelers who continue to stop and pose for a photo with the enormous greenback -- including my Uncle Bill and I.
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