Its name, according to Roadside America, is Cornelius. I'd call him Corny, but we only just met.
Cornelius figured to be on the actual grounds of the Corn Palace, but actually he is in a small plaza across the street from the main entrance. This serves a couple of purposes. The photo opportunities are better there because of the extra space. It's also a way for merchants on that side of the street to sell typical tourist items (although the sports collectibles sold in one store did seem unusual).
Anyone who reads this blog probably would instantly reach for a camera upon seeing this, and ordering a companion to take a picture. An endless stream of people do exactly that.
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