Sharon at the end of the bridge over the stream from the Dam to the Juniata.  When I was 7, my dad got me my first bicycle, a 24" instead of a 20" (saving a little money). Unfortunately, it was too high so I had to prop it up against something in order to get started.  I propped it up at the end of this bridge and took off, immediately falling into the gully and hitting my head on a rock.