Big Chief Forget-me Not
An Australian travel writer touring Canada was
checking out of the
Spokane Hilton, and as he paid his bill said to the manager,
asked, "By
the way, what's with the Indian chief sitting in the lobby? He's
been
there ever since I arrived."
"Oh that's 'Big Chief Forget-me Not'," said
the manager. "The hotel is
built on an Indian reservation, and part of the agreement is to
allow
the chief free use of the premises for the rest of his life. He
is known
as 'Big Chief Forget-me Not' because of his phenomenal memory. He
is 92
and can remember the slightest detail of his life."
The travel writer took this in, and as he was waiting
for his cab
decided to put the chief's memory to the test.
"'ello, mate!" said the Aussie, receiving
only a slight nod in return.
"What did you have for breakfast on your 21st
birthday?"
"Eggs," was the chief's instant reply,
without even looking up, and
indeed the Aussie was impressed.
He went off on his travel writing itinerary, right
across to the east
coast and back, telling others others of Big Chief Forget-me
Not's great
memory. (One local noted to him that 'How' was a more appropriate
greeting for an Indian chief than ''ello mate.') On his return to
the
Spokane Hilton six months later was surprised to see 'Big Chief
Forget-me Not' still sitting in the lobby, fully occupied with
whittling
away on a stick.
"How?" said the Aussie.
"Scrambled," said the Chief.
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