Nope, That's the bridge in Clark Mills in the 50's! My Dad's side of the family, has lived there from the time they got off the boat in the 1800's. I learned to fish from the same spots they all did...
Thanks RG I thought that I had posted like on IS not sure what I did wrong
My roots take me back to growing up along the Tonawanda Creek between Batavia and Alexander. Lots of big pike, medium sized smallies and rough fish to keep you occupied. Been a bunch of years since I have been back there.
I too grew up fishing a small creek and my mother taught me the first poem I ever memorized. " Fishy, fishy in the brook, papa catch you on the hook. Mama fry you in the pan. Baby eat you like a man." I think I was about four. That was a long time ago. Thanks for bringing back that memory.