It seemed the floods came every year, how I hated them. We not only lost fields of food for ourselves and sock, but so did our relatives and friends and neighbors. You could see a chicken coop, or a dog house float by with vegetation of all kind. After the Lord had calmed the storm there would be sloughs of water standing where fish had gotten trapped as the water went down. Grandpa Matthias made a spring holding tank up where it was safe from flooding. there he would place fish that he caught in the slough for keeping till we were hungry for a fish dinner. One of the fish that they got was an electric eel. It was about 4 ft long. Adolph and Matthias put it in a large tub on the cistern rock. Theresa decided she would try to kill it by putting a 5 inch peeler in the center of it’s head. I was standing there watching and you never saw such a sight, as Theresa jabbed the knife in its head, such a commotion. The handle was still standing up on its head and the sparks were flying like a 4th of July Sparkler! It did finally die and my, was that fish delicious. I was 7, I think.