This is the hill on which my boyhood home stood. We move from there, I believe, in the Summer of 1964, maybe 1965. I'm not sure.
As a young man I use to describe the hill being 100' above the Stillwater River, it was more like 50, maybe 60 feet at the most.
The two slump rocks at the bottom were actually huge bolders made of fossils cemented together with a limestone. The one on the left actually has a divet in it which was good for a couple of young boys to sit there with cane poles in hand and fish for bluegill.
I did notice that the river is much, much cleaner now than it was when I was a boy. It looks and smells much better. We can thank Richard Nixon for that - he created the EPA.