No One Can Move a River

Submitted by Amy Rims

Sellersville PA

Listen to the audio narration from Episode 1: Death is not the End

I went to the park downtown one sunny afternoon to explore my new hometown of Sellersville. I was standing at the edge of the creek, watching the water move across the rocks and the fish swim between them. A man said to me “no one can move the river”. I turned to say “oh yeah?” but no one was there. No one was even near me but a lady jogger. So I filed that away as lunacy and walked on.

Weeks later, I was walking through the same park with a Perkasie native, who was telling me how Lenape Park was at one time an Amusement Park, when the area was filled with rural Christian retreats. He showed me remains of the roller coaster tracks hidden within the forested slopes. We walked the bridges that once supported a trolley. I learned many things about the local history. Then I remembered the man saying to me:

“No one can move the river.”

I asked, “Did they ever try to move the river?”

He told me, “Oh yes, at one time there was a swimming hole created when they dammed up the water and dug out the land. Right along the field where some guys were playing disk golf over there. The trouble is the field always floods when it rains.”

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