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Some of Luongo's choices are more debatable. For the best appetizers, he picks the oysters Rockefeller served by Antoine's in New Orleans; they have sometimes proved a pallid parody of the original, which was reputedly invented at that watering hole. His candidate for best volcano, Kilauea on Hawaii Island, is surely a country mouse compared with Oregon's Mount St. Helens. Experts might challenge Luongo's contention that the best botanical garden is in St. Louis (New York City's in The Bronx is at least bigger); that the Beast at King...
...like living on the edge of a volcano," said Mrs. Fenjal Mohamed, a local housewife. "At night we stayed home and tried to ignore the sounds of shooting outside in the darkness. When daylight came, we went outside and wept when we saw the damage...
According to their scenario, some of the molten rock from the subterranean cauldron of magma under the mountain will slowly be forced upward, like toothpaste being squeezed out of a tube. It will push through the vents in the "plug" of debris within the volcano's throat and emerge as lava. When it is finally exposed to the air, the lava will harden rapidly; it will probably not have enough volume or velocity to overflow the volcano's rim. Instead, as it solidifies, it will likely form a dome or cap over the vents. Eventually the dome should...
...mountain has already left 22 dead and 55 missing, including Harry Truman, the feisty octogenarian who remained behind at his lodge near Spirit Lake, in the volcano's shadow. It was also taking a psychological toll. The renewed ashfall, along with the danger of fresh flooding and mudslides, forced an exodus of residents from the nearby towns of Cougar, Ariel and Amboy to makeshift refugee camps. It was their second evacuation, and the volcano's continuing assaults were beginning to fray tempers. Said Otis Bouchard, a gas station operator in Castlerock: "I'll tell you one thing...
...statistics alone do not give a full sense of the volcano's fury. Bob Carpenter, a Portland auto mechanic, described the destruction that he saw as he rode by train across the muddy, logjammed Toutle River: "It was eerie, unreal, almost like looking at a graveyard in a London fog, with steam rising among the sheared trees and debris and only the sound of the train on the track." Susan Hobart, a reporter for Portland's Oregonian, added: "The living are not welcome here. The ground rejects you, trying to suck you into foot-deep mud. Chill winds...