Fishtown Shanties

Fishtown Dam at Winter

Even the rapid waters of the Fishtown Dam can’t keep the Winter ice at bay.

The world has a thousand creeds, and never a one have I;
Not a church of my own, though a million spires are pointing the way on high.
But I float on the bosom of faith, that bears me along like a river;
And the lamp of my soul is alight with love for life, and the world, and the Giver.
– Ella Wheeler Wilcox