I admire the pure American spirit of the founder of my town, General Jacob Brown. Life wasn't going too well in Pennsylvania in the late 1700's, so he said basically, "It's a big country out there, let's see what's in it. Let's go North!" So off some of them went, on nothing but faith that God put them there for a reason. They happened upon this place after some wandering, he saw the waterfall and saw a power source in that, along with a river for transport, and that was that.
They built some log cabins, and Brown used his to double up as the local tavern. Eventually a town was built, complete with industry for jobs. Stone mansions were built. The town holds a festival in his honor every year. He was a war hero in the War of 1812.
(P.S. No wonder kids hate history. I've read a lot about this guy, and he was quite the character, and also of spotless honor. Even jokes he told have been recorded. You go to look him up on Wiki, and the biography is dry as dust. Yawn.)