For those of you who know the story of the WYWAT you'll recall that once he came of age to join the army he enlisted and served his term then returned to the new Snakeville and when that closed in the early '50s he continued working with wild animals in the United States and Mexico. He wasn't in the same business as his father per se but he knew the animal-business of carnivals and circuses and amusement attractions and Hollywood show biz. All that. If you went to one of those circuses from Mexico that performed on the American side it could have been him that acted as liaison between Mexican circus companies and American cities where they wanted to set up their tents.
I wish I could recall the whole story of how and why Manuel King purchased this gargantuan simian but when he told the story it was like hearing a boy realize a dream of owning a magnificent beast unlike any "pets" most Americans could cling to. But this pet was not to be toyed with. The best method of calming him down when he was hauled away from San Antonio [?] to Brownsville, Texas was to throw an old rubber tire in his cage so he could toss it around and release some of that aggression.
Manuel was an animal trainer all his life. He could deal with this beast. He fed it plenty of bananas and his ape was on display to the public on a few occasions. Who wouldn't wanted to have seen this back in 1965??
Hopefully we can get the whole story on Goliath with more photos to show later, ok?
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