1968 The house was bouncing on the water like a child's toy in a bathtub. But, this was no porcelain tub with warm tap water. It was the Atlantic Ocean and it was cold, being September and hurricane season. From the deck of a small stilt house planted in the sand, on Dune Road, Westhampton Beach, on New York's Long Island, Violet could see, through the early evening clouds and waves the color of steel, the top of a gray shingled home from the bay side that had been dislodged by the churning water. It was drifting, shifting up and down, headed out to sea.