This is a story that starts with a barn and ends with a bench, and it spans nearly 80 years. In the decades between, a jewel of Madison came into existence and prospered, while a man who was there by accident at the beginning grew to love it as much as anyone ever has. Their story begins on a hot June day in 1934, when a UW-Madison chemistry student named Harold Tarkow took a walk along Mills Street from campus to an area of farm and woodland south of Lake Wingra.
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