At the top of the hour, this steam-powered clock's eight brass whistles play "Back Home Again in Indiana."

It's a unique monument honoring a great character who inspired a generation of young women to be more and pursue their dreams.

This open air cathedral invites all faiths to worship under the only roof big enough to fit them all: the sky.

Symbolic attempt to overcome the issues of life.

In the Shawnee National Forest, amazing rock formations peer through the treeline.

River pirates, murderous bandits, and serial killers used this Illinois cave as their debauched hideout.

The massive, original Colgate Clock is mounted on a defunct factory building that was once a prison.

The grave of the iconic Kentucky Fried Chicken mascot features a bust of the man behind the goatee.

One of the greatest boxers and humanitarians to ever live chose his hometown as his final resting place.

A life-sized memorial to Harry L. Collins, the official corporate magician of Frito-Lay.

This abandoned cemetery has a dark past of bodies buried over bodies.

The Midwestern United States' tribute to Michelangelo is a foam statue sprayed with gaudy gold paint.

Locals place their offerings on this nightmarish gnarled tree so the witches won't summon another storm.

This candy shop has been serving up sweets to the Louisville area since the 1850s.

A collection of relics from the Spiritualist Camp Chesterfield.

This baseball diamond was home to the Rockford Peaches, a team featured in the hit film "A League of Their Own."

The city of Rockford, Illinois is symbolically protected by a quartet of fittingly stony sentinels.

One tree's homage to soles past and present.

A castle built by an eccentric medieval enthusiast in rural Ohio.

This winding road of 318 curves is a must-visit for (careful) motorcycle and sports car enthusiasts.

This tombstone marks the final resting place of the beloved 1990's character, Ernest P. Worrell.

In one of America’s oldest mountain ranges, a long-awaited section of a scenic highway is now open to the public.

To find the "unicorns of the deep" you've got to go downstairs.

This unincorporated community in western Ohio got its peculiar name from John "Daddy" Baker.