In Front Porch Primitives I told about Niconzah (Squirrel), a native leader who was one of the subjects of the day’s rides. There is a lake named for him just half a mile from the Frances Slocum cemetery. For some reason I didn’t even think to ride over to get a photo.
I don’t know why that lake got his name. One of the places where he had his village for a few years was on a reservation a couple miles north of Miami, Indiana. I made a couple of stops in Miami on my way from Kokomo to the former site of the reservation.
I couldn’t tell if the grocery store was open for business or not.
On the other side of town, towards the Grissom AFB which is a few miles away, was the former Miami School. Judging by the size, it would seem there had once been a lot of children in the area. The school is now a place for Fellowship of Praise.
The railroad that once served the town is now a bike trail. I rode it north for a mile, but then due to boredom, got back on the roads. The traffic wasn’t any heavier there, and the view was better.
