Search lights

News flash! This is BIG, but unfortunately, no photos. It's 10 p.m. and there is a search helicopter going back and forth along my beach and then it flies a little deeper into land, around and around in a big loop. The chopper flew over my house a few times and I went outside to investigate. We get choppers, but not one after another. Even medi-vac helicopters just pass by once on their way to Stony Brook. But this was different. REALLY LOUD. I ran down to the beach to see what was going on. I figured maybe it was a boater in distress OR an escaped convict like in the movies. I looked out onto the water as best I could with my pathetic flashlight. I heard and saw nothing. So there I am standing on the deserted beach with my little weak flashlight and watching the chopper follow the shore line with it's sweeping, giant, intensively bright search light. JUST LIKE IN THE MOVIES. It's getting closer and closer and then I start to think, "You idiot. They may see you here and think YOU are the escaped convict and start shooting." So...(again, just like in the movies) the light is getting closer and closer and I start to RUN back towards the trees and brush for cover. MOVE AWAY from the LIGHT! The search light just skimmed my body, but my best Sylvester Stallone moves helped me to avoid being seen as I plastered myself against the dirt. Undetected! Then I hightailed it up 60 stairs imagining that an escaped convict was chasing me. Whew. I will find out what they were looking for and report back.