There was an old Indian chief that always seemed to be sitting on an old park bench located way into the park where only a few go. The path is mainly for bikers and walkers who want to forget they are in the city. One afternoon this walker decided to go up to the chief and ask him why he comes here. The Indian chief stated "This is where my tribe first settled. I come here to think and visit and wait." It is a beautiful area for there are wildflowers and plenty of trees. Finally, the chief will rest.
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