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When I was a kid there was a public pump in the next town, a town famous for its "clean, pure spring water," and we'd go over there now and then with a trunk full of glass gallon jugs that Coke syrup came in from the drug store, and fill those up from the pump. Best tasting water I've ever had, and it was absolutely free except for the time it took you to go get it.
We did this for many years until one day the pump was gone. We opened the paper the next day to find that the water was full of benzene, leaked over the decades from a gas station two miles away, and that was the end of Famous Clean Pure Spring Water in that town.
The village I grew up outside of had a small "spring" that was called the water tub. The water tub used to be in a four corners (in the center of the road) but the invention of the car meant many people came down the hill into the valley, their brakes failed at that fateful intersection, and they crashed into the water tub. So they moved the water tub in the late 1920s several blocks away.
We used to go to the water tub to get water, just like tons of people. (Well, there was less than 200 people in the village proper, but people came from other bustling metropolises of similar sizes and smaller in the surround area too.. it seemed everybody drank some of that water.) One day I asked my father how they got the spring water from the intersection to the new tub location. Hmmm... right? That was the last day anyone in my family drank water from that tub.
To this day I have no clue where that water comes from. I don't want to. Every time I drive by there and see some unsuspecting person filling up jugs I shudder a bit.