There was a time, not long ago, when the water of the Blackstone River—once called “America’s hardest working river”—changed colors and drained into the Seekonk River, and thence into Narragansett Bay. There were few fish, and frequent fish kills. The Seekonk was a disgusting, stinking cesspool. Today there are many kinds of fish returning and a stunning number of birds that find sustenance along the river. The water (generally) doesn’t smell, except when the East Providence system drains untreated sewage. I row on the Seekonk daily and appreciate everyone’s efforts, especially STB, to make it once more into a healthy resource for all to enjoy.