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Naomi's Herkys

When I first came to Iowa City, IA, I was fascinated by the ubiquitous Herkys around the city. I began taking photos of each Herky and making it a little collection in my phone. My little habit soon became an obsession: I would haul my group around a corner, into a store, across the street, or even have them help me locate the Herky (I definitely have great navigational skills). After all of that, I never even posted my little collection, so here it is. This prompted my lifelong search of which Herky do I most identify with. So, I must ask now, which Herky are you?





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