This was a long time back, fall of 1969 maybe. My brother and I (about 14 &15yo) used to fish a small dam site in Constantine Michigan, pan fish, rock bass the occasional catfish or largemouth. Beside the main spill way was a rush of water guess it was called the race way, it was separated from the main dam by a wall about 18" wide, my brother and I would walk down the wall and set on the end to get better access and casting. Well this day two young brothers, neighbors of ours, showed up to try their luck, the older brother (about 12y.o.) stayed by the pool formed as the water came around to settle while unbeknownst to him his brother(about8-9y,o.) had shimmied down the wall where the older guys were, almost, he made it about 2/3rd of the way down before he splashed down in the rapid water, I caught him by the hood of his coat and helped him back up the wall to his brother who proceeded to whup his lil butt. I shouted that he's probably been through enough, Older brother says "I'm gonna catch hell for him being wet!!" Later that evening his Dad came over to our house to thank me and tell me older brother didn't Catch Hell. Pretty good catch eh? So, Alls well !