One day while working, Sam told Carl that he missed eating gefilte fish, and that he needed Carl’s help to bring back that dish to his table. Carl asked, “How are we going to do that?” Sam replied, “From the river”. “Pop, don’t you remember the Trinity of the Jews? We need pike, whitefish, and carp, and the river contains none of them”. “Son, I didn’t grow this head on my shoulders for another tuckus; I use it to think. There are pickerel to be used instead of pike, and perch to be used instead of whitefish. The only problem is the lack of carp. So you, Carl, will overcome that problem. Get some men and dig a one hundred foot-long trench, ten feet wide and eight feet deep, running from the river into our property. Place mesh where the trench meets the river. This will allow the water from the river to enter the trench, and prevent the carp, that you will be purchasing and stocking in the trench, from escaping”. Carl followed his father’s orders. Soon there were a dozen adult carp swimming in the trench. Sadie made the gefilte fish from the carp, perch, and pickerel. Sam was a happy man. The years passed. People would be seen by the Old Mill in Griffing Park fishing with bamboo poles with string attached to a hook, using moistened balls of bread. “Hey, Mister, what are you fishing for”? “Carp”. It appears that the mesh set between the river and the trench didn’t contain small enough openings to retain the tiny baby fish the adults were producing. Because of the Trinity of the Jews, there are almost 100 year-old carp swimming in the Peconic River today.