The iron mill worker sat on the stone wall and watched as the autumn leaves tumbled off the oak trees and fell into the waters of the Saugatuck River. The bright blue sky reflected off the water and cast a hypnotizing spell on him as he dreamed of returning to his favorite fishing spot after his shift was over.
As I watched a fisherman cast his line into the Saugatuck Reservoir, a cold north wind jarred my imagination and brought me back to reality. The nearby ghostly stone wall, exposed from its watery tomb by a summer-long drought, had brought my imagination back to the distant past and the villages of Hull and Valley Forge. A time before the hamlets were swallowed up by Bridgeport Hydraulic Company Holdings’ construction of the reservoir in Easton, Redding and Weston.