A Utah brain echo.

At one time my Uncle Heward was going to build a house in the upper
pasture of my Grandparents farm. His wife Alice vetoed it after he
had already had the hole for the basement dug. Weldon and I diverted
water from the irrigation ditch to fill the hole so we could go
swimming in it. Worked great until I dived too deep one day and
skinned my forehead and ellbows. Trouble is, the water would get
dirty after all of us kids were swimming in it a while. But we liked
it better than the ditch because it was deeper. A couple of years
later Grandpa filled it in .