I used to go up to the lake near there to fish. Great pan fishing and bass and Northern Pike. Of course, that was back in the 50s.
My brother lives in that neck of the woods — Sunbury.
Speaking of visiting lakes in the ‘50s, we lived by Lake Erie and swam in it often. I guess it was the late ‘60s when that lake was deemed to be extremely polluted. (Maybe that’s why my hair is turning grey. hmmm...)