Trout Fishing in Manville

I saw Gene yesterday sitting at one of the barn-red picnic tables at the Castle Luncheonette shelling peanuts. "Where's Rita?" I asked. Rita is his sister. Gene and Rita walk several miles each day around Woonsocket.
"She doesn't come down on Saturdays - she takes a day off. Tomorrow she'll be here. She lives in Manville."
"I love Manville," I said, "I get my honey there from the honey people on Old River Road." "I go trout fishing there," Gene said.
"Do you eat them?"
"My sister does."
I'd love to go trout fishing with Gene in Manville.