Hello, my name is Kenny Burns. I’m with the Cutchogue Fire Department. This is my second year as captain. It’s my 11th year as a member and, because of being a volunteer, I actually do this now for a living. I work as a paid first responder for Amagansett and Bridgehampton. READ
I’m Beth Ficner. I’m the security guard here at Cutchogue East School.
I started working as a security guard in 2004. My normal day is to punch in at 7:30. I come in and go down to the cafeteria, where chorus and band is taking place. I go outside, help the kids off the bus with their instruments, make sure they get in safely. And then I basically stand outside there helping kids in and out of the car. The reason for me being out there helping with the cars is not only for their safety, but I enjoy greeting the kids, making them have a smile in the morning. Some kids have a rough time so I’ll crack a joke, and try to help them out of the car and start their day off a little bit smoother. READ
On a bitter cold evening, a couple was enjoying the warmth of their fireplace at their Harvest Lane home on the first night of the new year when the alarm company called; the smoke detector in the basement was going off. Matthew Simone told them everything was fine at first, but when he opened the door to the basement he found smoke, his partner, Pamela Watson recalled. READ
Family and tradition are two things Ed Dart has always valued. The 67-year-old Peconic resident grew up in Southold watching his parents experiment with new ways to make a profit from their farm, which has been in the Dart family for 101 years. They built what he claims was one of the North Fork’s first farm stands in 1945. And his father, Fred Dart, established a retail vegetable route, delivering fresh produce to summer and weekend communities on the North Fork.
Like his parents, Mr. Dart also wanted to think of a new way to help keep the legacy alive.
In 1967, while preparing for his first year at the University of Rhode Island, he pitched his parents the idea of raising Christmas trees on the then 35-acre farm.
Mr. Dart recalled planting the first crop before he left for college and hoping the trees would be ready to sell by the time he graduated. But it wasn’t until 1975 that they sold the trees, he said, and he was shocked that they were a hit.
“Everybody came in, bought all of our trees and there were none left,” he said. (more…)