There's an age-old story that has been passed down by generations of kids who grew up near water. However, nowadays, with the younger generation being more interested in playing games on their computer screens, it might not be as common. This story took place in the late 1950s during a summer day, most likely in July. A group of kids from Mercer were hanging out at the railroad bridge on Burnt Mill Creek, specifically the trestle between Forest Hills Drive and Mercer Avenue. They were getting bored with their usual activities, so they decided to build a swimming hole by building a dam across the creek. After they finished, the water backed up and created a nice swimming hole that was about 5 or 6 feet deep. They enjoyed swimming for a bit, but then left to play on mosquito vines until it got dark.
The next day, a couple of them went back to the creek for a swim and heard some voices coming from the creek. They found out that some boys from Delgado were playing in their swimming hole without their permission, and had even left their clothes on the bank for skinny dipping. The Mercer kids were upset and decided to take revenge. They sneaked across the railroad trestle, grabbed the boys' clothes, and took off running towards Forest Hills Drive. They dropped the clothes along the way, but the Delgado boys never came back to their swimming hole again.
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