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Written by Stewart Acuff

Sam riding his skimboard into and over the crashing waves spinning and jumping

All the while his feet firmly planted on the painted piece of plywood

Syd building drip castles in the soft wet sand, turret after towers of turrets

We watched the storm build in the West over land, the western horizon becoming black and deep purple with far off thunder

The thunder a far off rumble really

A beautiful breeze blowing the heat out to sea

Me silly thinking the storm would take too long to get to the beach till suddenly it was on us,

Those huge, heavy drops of rain

Now the thunder is not a far off rumble but

Crashing close, way too close to an open beach

We hoofed it hard for the house across the open marsh meadow

Sam saw lightning split a small tree

Dad trying to be a cool cucumber, knowing the open beach and wide marsh meadow the worst places to be in a thunderstorm.

We get to the house

We wake this morning to a calming coolness very early for the end of summer

Thankful for the thunderstorm that brought the cool breeze caressing us now.

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Stewart Acuff is America’s best-known and foremost labor organizer. He is the former organizing Director of the AFL-CIO. Acuff has also written two books: Playing Bigger Than You Are: A Life in Organizing, and Getting America Back to Work, coauthored by Dr. Richard Levins.

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