Take in the whole Parade Ground at once — a single stretch of grass that has been Native homeland, the front yard of a fur-trading empire, and an Army post's drill field across more than a hundred years.
I am Ranger Quinn, and wherever this field caught you today, take a moment here. Look out over the Parade Ground and let it all settle. One open field, and so many stories crossing it: Indigenous homeland, a fur-company headquarters, and an Army post that lived through more than a century of American history. Every path you take across this grass runs through all of them at once. However far your walk has carried you today, and wherever it carries you next, this ground holds a real diversity of stories — and you carry a few of them with you now.