August 27, 1992 - The Strength of Nature on DisplayAugust 27, 1992 • The Suffolk Times • 7A
The Strength of Nature on Display
By Paul Stoutenburgh
It was hot and humid for days and
like a boiling pot it was ready to spill
over into a true summer thunderstorm.
The first inkling was the soft rumblings
in the late afternoon far in the distance,
the kind you inevitably ask, "Is that
thunder I hear ?"
As time went on there was another
ingredient added to the mixture, a new
and restless movement in the trees
above, a foreign rustle that seemed out
of place yet welcome. We sat outside re-
laxing and the additional moving air felt
good but unreal.
The one cheery sound came from a
boisterous robin that called with all its
heart from a nearby tree. It was reminis-
cent of spring courting choruses we as-
sociate with robins as they sing from
atop nearby trees, each proclaiming his
superiority in the robin world. By now,
those courting days were over and
therefore the song puzzled me. Was it
one telling of things to come or was it a
song of reassurance that all will pass no
matter what's in store.
Darkness and the uneasy breeze in the
trees above suggested inside was a bet -
`the first raindrops
announced their part
in the evening's
entertainment'
ter place to be. We moved the things
that might get wet inside for now our
overcast sky had turned into a menacing
black. We both took up some reading
material with an air that perhaps it
would all just go away but I'm afraid
summer thunderstorms on the loose
don't like to be sidetracked, so on it
came. Each instant roll seemed a bit
louder thai� the one before. Our robin
sang on, his call seemingly out of place
in the ensuing darkness that seemed to
creep in with each approaching thunder
roll.
Then thi: first raindrops announced
their part in the evening's entertainment
but even these harbingers of things to
come didn't dampen our songster. A
Focus on
Nature
thunderbolt five miles away (one mile
for every second after the flash is what
we kids used to think) told us we were
definitely in for one of the really true
summer thunderstorms.
I read on, trying to concentrate on
what was before me, but my mind could
not clear itself, particularly when a
strong gust of wind shook down the
raindrops from the trees above with a
clatter on the roof. How the raindrops
picked up their tempo on the skylight
above! Outside, the bluish bursts of
lightning and the rolling thunder moved
in all about us. It was as if night had
taken over.
This stopped our robin's song. For
now all we could hear was the continu-
ous downpour of rain with thunder claps
and lightning flashes in a continuous
procession. Much was heat lightning,
the kind that rolls and shakes the dishes
in the china closets. Just to make the
show more spectacular there was an oc-
casional "Crack!" that would bring our
eves together with that sheepish "It's all
right!" smile. We felt secure inside but
security in a real thunderstorm is only
half - heartedly believed for real thunder-
storms carry with them anxiety and a
mystery that goes back to when the
earth was just starting.
For 15 minutes the downpour contin-
ued with its companions of lightning
and thunder. Every once in a while
there'd be a sudden puff of wind that
would bring the accumulated crescendo
of raindrops down upon us. It was as if
some giant, shaggy dog had just come
out of the water and shaken itself.
Storm Abates
Now even though most of the storm
was over there were those still -close
rumblings that let us know thunder-
storms are not ones to quit and run away
quickly. On the contrary, it lingered
with its light rain for another half to
three quarters of an hour. Its far -off
rolling thunder reminded us that others
would soon be experiencing the trials
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78 Years Ago
Aug. 29, 1914
Shipping Lima Beans: The lima bean output
promise i to be heavy. Shipments began in earnest last week
from hlattituck and other stations. Every afternoon and
every evening the express trains to New York take from 500
to 700 bags a trip from Peconic and almost as many more
from Mattituck with a good consignment from Laurel.
A Pleasant Tour: Henry Van Scoy of East Hampton,
88 years old, has been making a tour in his horse and buggy
of Shelter Island and Southold towns. He has been having a
very pleasant time.
Up and Down Prices: As several of the big auto-
mobile fire manufacturers refused to go up on prices several
weeks ago, those companies that increased their rates as
high as 20 percent have reduced them to the old figures.
Owing to the European war, most manufacturers are look-
ing for an excuse to boost prices.
50 Years Ago
Aug. 27, 1942
Six Ships in Nine Days: From Aug. 20 to 24 the
Greenport Basin and Construction Company has been
launching ships in the rapidly expanding defense program.
Six vessels will have been launched, including five tank
lighters and the fourth of the new series of YMS.
MOREL —This mushroom ranks among the top of our edible mushrooms. It
is actually quite rare on the East End but the true mycologist will always
know where to find it.
and tribulations we had just gone
through.
Most thunderstorms are good for
one's soul for they tell of nature's raw
power. It's good we have these displays
of power every once in a while to let us
know there are some things we just
can't do much about but sit and wait for
them to pass. We need that kind of hu-
mility that is so often missing in today's
world. After all, even the great NASA
spaceships with all their technology and
resources must stand by and let thunder-
storms pass before launching. It's some-
thing that always makes me smile.
As you remember that tumultuous
thunderstorm brought us a week of wet
and dreary weather. No burnt lawns this
August. On the contrary, greenery is
busting out all over and with it vast and
New Parking Lot: Under the supervision of Street
Commissioner Merrill Price, the vacant lot on Front Street,
donated to the Village of Greenport as a parking site by the
Greenport Ice Company, adjoining Steve's Restaurant, has
been leveled and surfaced and is now in use, providing
extra parking facilities, of which there is at present a great
need in the community.
Dewey for Governor. The nomination of Thomas E.
Dewey as the Republican candidate for the Governor of New
York at the G.O.P. convention in Saratoga Springs this week
has been a foregone conclusion for many months. They like
him because their uncanny native judgment tells them he can
be trusted. He was nominated for the second time for gover-
nor by the convention in the same auditorium in which he
was first selected four years ago. Superintendent S. Went-
worth Horton of Southold Town attended the convention.
25 Years Ago
Sept. 1, 1967
Levine for Supervisor: Greenport Mayor Arthur
Levine reported his plans to head a strong Democratic tick-
et this fall in the coming election for Supervisor of
Southold Town. He states that a number of persons capable
to run the business of the town are now being considered to
fill the other positions on the ticket. Mayor Levine has long
been in politics and knows his way around.
varied shapes and colors of mushrooms
are appearing on our lawns, in our
woods, on trees and a vast array of other
suitable hosts. Just think, sometime in
the past, tiny dust -like spores of seeds
fell from a ripe mushroom and were
whisked away by the wind. How long
and how far they traveled no one
knows. Perhaps they came from across
the sea or merely from your neighbor's
backyard. At any rate, they settled and
grew unseen and unnoticed to most of
us, their thread -like mycelia, or roots,
helping break down their host in what
we know as decay. Then when the tem-
perature and moisture and a vast num-
ber of other ingredients barely known to
man came together, they fruited into the
mushrooms we now see about us.
Many are a gourmet's delight but also
many are deadly poisonous so if you're
not absolutely positive in your identifi-
cation leave them alone and appreciate
them for their color, form and beauty.
To me, mushrooms will always carry
that bit of mystery and intrigue; mystery
because I know so little about them and
intrigue because I'm always tempted to
pick them but know better and don't.