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Johnstown

In the hills above Johnstown, the old South Fork dam had failed. Down the Little Conemaugh came the torrent, sweeping away everything in its path.

Editor's Note: In memory of David McCullough, we reprint here the first article he wrote after he joined the staff of American Heritage.
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Long-lost views of sunny, easy days at a wealthy lake resort foreshadow a terrible tragedy

Two weeks after completing a film, in 1989, on the Johnstown Flood, I received word from a woman in New London, New Hampshire, that she had some photographs I might like to see.

In the hills above Johnstown, the old South Fork dam had failed. Down the Little Conemaugh came the torrent, sweeping away everything in its path

The southwestern corner of Cambria County, Pennsylvania, is high, burly mountain country with fast trout streams and miles of dark forest.

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