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December 14, 2000 - A meander down Main Road of oldBA • The Suffolk Times • December 14, 2000 A meander down BARBARA CONTINUES ABOUT HER school days: "We walked to East Cutchogue School in those days and often back home for lunch. (I can remember having potato pancakes some days.) If we took our lunch, we might pick up a russet apple as we passed the Focus orchard at the ON THE Davids' farm, known today as PAST the Bedell by Paul Cellars vineyard. and Barbara Directly across Stoutenburgh the street, Juliet Brush, a spinster, lived in the building now occupied by Certain Books when it was beside the road and 84- year -old Art Tuthill, brother of Pret Tuthill, told us, "She was a midwife and delivered me. She always called me `one of her boys.' " Lois Allen tells us, "She delivered me, too!" We never missed stopping in at Juliet's on Halloween when we were kids. She'd be sitting there beside her pot- bellied stove keeping warm. "Next to Juliet Brush was the big old homestead of the Silleck family that was torn down; today there is a two -story brick home in its place. The next house was where the local contractor Edgar Tuthill lived; he built many of the houses in this area. His business was taken over later by his son, Burnett `Toby' Tuthill, who lived on the other side of the street just past the MacNish brothers, who ran a plumbing and heating business. "On our wav to school we'd watch Main Road of old - - •••••b F —LUVI uy MUM 1" ine '4US. Lower left: The home of midwife Juliet I Brush (inset below). The house is now occupied by Certain Books. as the farmers unloaded their potatoes at the Novatka potato house (now Singletree Builders) near the school to be grad- ed and bagged. Later dur- ing my high school days some of us worked on the farms.. June Glover would pick us up with his big farm truck at 6:30 a.m. at Mabel's and we'd take a bag lunch with us. We'd pick potatoes at 5 cents a bushel. Later we went on the potato digger for $2.50 a day. "Opposite the potato house is a big home east of the East Cutchogue School with a beautiful big barn in the back. Here Andy Case, an elderly white - haired gentleman in a long overcoat, would load up his panel truck (before my time T hear he drove his horse and buggy over the old private bridge on Skunk Lane to serve the few houses. in Little Neck) and drive from house to house selling shoe polish, shoe strings, candy, vanilla, etc. My grand- father always bought his German chocolate wrapped in foil, then he'd take the foil off and add it to a ball that grew larger and larger. I remem- ber it the size of a softball. Andy kept a barrel of molasses in the barn along with his other supplies. Before Mabel Richmond had the store, is Tuthill owned it in the 1880s to and Andy Case worked for him re he took his business on the On our way to grade school we would often see huge wooden tripods and big pots of steaming water in the farmers' yards at pig- killing time. Later in the,day, during classes, through the open window • could hear the squeals of as they were readied for chops and sausages. Watching Sophie Zaveski in her home, behind the mulberry trees at the head of Skunk Lane, making sausages in her kitchen or seeing her cellar with the dirt floor and shelves lined with canned vegetables and fruits of all colors are memories of a country childhood most will neve. know. "Just past the house at the right of the new schoolhouse entrance (which was our old entrance as well) there was a little store where we could buv vennv candv. root beer barrels, hot cinnamon candy, etc., and, of course, pencils and paper from Joe, the proprietor. It stood beside the big old Albertis home, which was where the Sven Nursery now has decorative plantings of ever- greens. I never knew his first name but in a copy of the 1933 telephone directory..Toai BoQU&6ent• me. there "' °° ' ` - aesar' Albertis. fr. Overton, janitor and eet guard at the school, ved in the house east of the driveway. Often the old school furnace would act up and because of the coal gas it gave off, we had to be sent home. When it was working well, we could hang our wet clothes near it to dry after a recess ►laying in the snow. any was the day Mr. ;rton would stand ng at the roadside help- ing us across the street and some kids said he looked like he had an ici- cle hanging from his nose!" Next week we'll visit the East Cutcho2ue School. BA • The Suffolk Times • December 14, 2000 A meander down BARBARA CONTINUES ABOUT HER school days: "We walked to East Cutchogue School in those days and often back home for lunch. (I can remember having potato pancakes some days.) If we took our lunch, we might pick up a russet apple as we passed the Focus orchard at the ON THE Davids' farm, known today as PAST the Bedell by Paul Cellars vineyard. and Barbara Directly across Stoutenburgh the street, Juliet Brush, a spinster, lived in the building now occupied by Certain Books when it was beside the road and 84- year -old Art Tuthill, brother of Pret Tuthill, told us, "She was a midwife and delivered me. She always called me `one of her boys.' " Lois Allen tells us, "She delivered me, too!" We never missed stopping in at Juliet's on Halloween when we were kids. She'd be sitting there beside her pot- bellied stove keeping warm. "Next to Juliet Brush was the big old homestead of the Silleck family that was torn down; today there is a two -story brick home in its place. The next house was where the local contractor Edgar Tuthill lived; he built many of the houses in this area. His business was taken over later by his son, Burnett `Toby' Tuthill, who lived on the other side of the street just past the MacNish brothers, who ran a plumbing and heating business. "On our wav to school we'd watch Main Road of old - - •••••b F —LUVI uy MUM 1" ine '4US. Lower left: The home of midwife Juliet I Brush (inset below). The house is now occupied by Certain Books. as the farmers unloaded their potatoes at the Novatka potato house (now Singletree Builders) near the school to be grad- ed and bagged. Later dur- ing my high school days some of us worked on the farms.. June Glover would pick us up with his big farm truck at 6:30 a.m. at Mabel's and we'd take a bag lunch with us. We'd pick potatoes at 5 cents a bushel. Later we went on the potato digger for $2.50 a day. "Opposite the potato house is a big home east of the East Cutchogue School with a beautiful big barn in the back. Here Andy Case, an elderly white - haired gentleman in a long overcoat, would load up his panel truck (before my time T hear he drove his horse and buggy over the old private bridge on Skunk Lane to serve the few houses. in Little Neck) and drive from house to house selling shoe polish, shoe strings, candy, vanilla, etc. My grand- father always bought his German chocolate wrapped in foil, then he'd take the foil off and add it to a ball that grew larger and larger. I remem- ber it the size of a softball. Andy kept a barrel of molasses in the barn along with his other supplies. Before Mabel Richmond had the store, is Tuthill owned it in the 1880s to and Andy Case worked for him re he took his business on the On our way to grade school we would often see huge wooden tripods and big pots of steaming water in the farmers' yards at pig- killing time. Later in the,day, during classes, through the open window • could hear the squeals of as they were readied for chops and sausages. Watching Sophie Zaveski in her home, behind the mulberry trees at the head of Skunk Lane, making sausages in her kitchen or seeing her cellar with the dirt floor and shelves lined with canned vegetables and fruits of all colors are memories of a country childhood most will neve. know. "Just past the house at the right of the new schoolhouse entrance (which was our old entrance as well) there was a little store where we could buv vennv candv. root beer barrels, hot cinnamon candy, etc., and, of course, pencils and paper from Joe, the proprietor. It stood beside the big old Albertis home, which was where the Sven Nursery now has decorative plantings of ever- greens. I never knew his first name but in a copy of the 1933 telephone directory..Toai BoQU&6ent• me. there "' °° ' ` - aesar' Albertis. fr. Overton, janitor and eet guard at the school, ved in the house east of the driveway. Often the old school furnace would act up and because of the coal gas it gave off, we had to be sent home. When it was working well, we could hang our wet clothes near it to dry after a recess ►laying in the snow. any was the day Mr. ;rton would stand ng at the roadside help- ing us across the street and some kids said he looked like he had an ici- cle hanging from his nose!" Next week we'll visit the East Cutcho2ue School. BA • The Suffolk Times • December 14, 2000 A meander down BARBARA CONTINUES ABOUT HER school days: "We walked to East Cutchogue School in those days and often back home for lunch. (I can remember having potato pancakes some days.) If we took our lunch, we might pick up a russet apple as we passed the Focus orchard at the ON THE Davids' farm, known today as PAST the Bedell by Paul Cellars vineyard. and Barbara Directly across Stoutenburgh the street, Juliet Brush, a spinster, lived in the building now occupied by Certain Books when it was beside the road and 84- year -old Art Tuthill, brother of Pret Tuthill, told us, "She was a midwife and delivered me. She always called me `one of her boys.' " Lois Allen tells us, "She delivered me, too!" We never missed stopping in at Juliet's on Halloween when we were kids. She'd be sitting there beside her pot- bellied stove keeping warm. "Next to Juliet Brush was the big old homestead of the Silleck family that was torn down; today there is a two -story brick home in its place. The next house was where the local contractor Edgar Tuthill lived; he built many of the houses in this area. His business was taken over later by his son, Burnett `Toby' Tuthill, who lived on the other side of the street just past the MacNish brothers, who ran a plumbing and heating business. "On our wav to school we'd watch Main Road of old - - •••••b F —LUVI uy MUM 1" ine '4US. Lower left: The home of midwife Juliet I Brush (inset below). The house is now occupied by Certain Books. as the farmers unloaded their potatoes at the Novatka potato house (now Singletree Builders) near the school to be grad- ed and bagged. Later dur- ing my high school days some of us worked on the farms.. June Glover would pick us up with his big farm truck at 6:30 a.m. at Mabel's and we'd take a bag lunch with us. We'd pick potatoes at 5 cents a bushel. Later we went on the potato digger for $2.50 a day. "Opposite the potato house is a big home east of the East Cutchogue School with a beautiful big barn in the back. Here Andy Case, an elderly white - haired gentleman in a long overcoat, would load up his panel truck (before my time T hear he drove his horse and buggy over the old private bridge on Skunk Lane to serve the few houses. in Little Neck) and drive from house to house selling shoe polish, shoe strings, candy, vanilla, etc. My grand- father always bought his German chocolate wrapped in foil, then he'd take the foil off and add it to a ball that grew larger and larger. I remem- ber it the size of a softball. Andy kept a barrel of molasses in the barn along with his other supplies. Before Mabel Richmond had the store, is Tuthill owned it in the 1880s to and Andy Case worked for him re he took his business on the On our way to grade school we would often see huge wooden tripods and big pots of steaming water in the farmers' yards at pig- killing time. Later in the,day, during classes, through the open window • could hear the squeals of as they were readied for chops and sausages. Watching Sophie Zaveski in her home, behind the mulberry trees at the head of Skunk Lane, making sausages in her kitchen or seeing her cellar with the dirt floor and shelves lined with canned vegetables and fruits of all colors are memories of a country childhood most will neve. know. "Just past the house at the right of the new schoolhouse entrance (which was our old entrance as well) there was a little store where we could buv vennv candv. root beer barrels, hot cinnamon candy, etc., and, of course, pencils and paper from Joe, the proprietor. It stood beside the big old Albertis home, which was where the Sven Nursery now has decorative plantings of ever- greens. I never knew his first name but in a copy of the 1933 telephone directory..Toai BoQU&6ent• me. there "' °° ' ` - aesar' Albertis. fr. Overton, janitor and eet guard at the school, ved in the house east of the driveway. Often the old school furnace would act up and because of the coal gas it gave off, we had to be sent home. When it was working well, we could hang our wet clothes near it to dry after a recess ►laying in the snow. any was the day Mr. ;rton would stand ng at the roadside help- ing us across the street and some kids said he looked like he had an ici- cle hanging from his nose!" Next week we'll visit the East Cutcho2ue School.