So you've just spent the day in Colonial Williamsburg, and you've been soaking up the various

sites of early American history.

You know, horse-drawn carriages, old buildings, guys in those triangle-shaped hats.

And so no one would blame you if you'd had your fill of American history for the day.

But before you head home, there's one last thing you might want to see.

You heard from someone who heard from someone that if you turned down the right little back

road, you'll find a field full of statues, hulking 20-foot tall busts of almost every

American president, George Washington through George W. Bush, slowly crumbling into dust.

I'm Dylan Therese, and this is Atlas Obscura, a celebration of the world's strange incredible

and wondrous places.

Today, we're going to Croker, Virginia to visit the iconic ill-fated President's heads.

We'll talk to the artists who sculpted them and learn why they have been forsaken in

a field.

That's after this.

If you're wondering who has both the patience and the skills to sculpt giant busts of every

president, I'd like you to meet David Attix.

Okay, well, I was in World War II, remember that one, and put it in all the papers.

David's originally from Texas, but he served in the Army Air Corps during World War II, and

that brought him to France.

He'd always been artistic.

He was the kind of kid who'd like doodling in the margins of his notebooks.

But to be in Paris, and seeing it all as a young man said, man, this is where I want

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