The Front Porch Thing Comments

Delightful read and reminder of joyful times for me as a teenager. We played cards, chinese checkers and I worked my crossword puzzles and watched people walking home from work. Can you believe it some people rode the streetcar, then the bus to and from work. I especially liked the thunderstorms, feeling the changing fresh wet air. Thanks for the reminder.

Oh no...the demise of the front porch thing...I can't even begin to believe such a thing! I thought it was not only(how even here we imagine it) part and parcel of the culture but a kind of living mythology. Lordy Lordy what's the South coming to at all when it can't even produce the front porch thing. Even though I never had the good fourtune to experience it(only in flims and imagination) I just thought ya know one day I will go there and I'll sit on the front porch and swing and...and...nothing. I mourn for what I never had but for what one day I hoped would come true...now alas...the dream is dead. And I can only sit here in the rain and keep hot and dry in my imagination. You shouldn't have told me and kept the dream alive but then I guess Id had to grow up someday. Sob! How could you be so cruell but then I guess someone had to tell me and it may as well be you! a much saddened Donall(frontporchless and even robbed of the dream)

A home is only a house without a front porch. In Ohio we had sleeping porches too for the hot muggy summers. I loved being young and dumb.

I haven't... because in England as you know it is permanently raining so the porch thing never really took off. But I know just what you mean (all rather idyllic Walton-ish) and it's a deeply interesting and better expressed thought. Were I in a position to make the exchange, I know which I'd go for (and I know which you'd go for) . Some things can never be bought, and some things which can be, are bought at a cost. A superb piece SSS, for which thank you. t x