After MUCH reflection,
I have figured out the problem with America.
It's not the right or the left or the center.
It's not the Baptists or the Methodists or the Lutherans.
It's not the Cold War, the Civil War, or Star Wars.
Or, more specifically,
it's the demise of the front porch.
With urban sprawl (whatever that is...),
we built modern houses and neighborhoods
without front porches or sidewalks,
because we need our privacy.
So we have built behind every house, a secluded outdoor living space.
Away from prying eyes and the sounds of the street.
We love it - no matter how low budget, thrift store, redneck.
But we have forfeited knowing our neighbors.
We don't know when the Olson's are on vacation
because someone else picks up their papers.
We don't know that the new neighbors next door
have three little boys and one on the way.
We wouldn't know that the Daddy
let those same little boys
ride on the leather couch on the trailer on moving day.
We don't know about the guy sitting on the tailgate
holding a barbecue pit with one hand and waving with the other
or the man standing in the back of his truck
balancing a floor lamp while his wife drives.
And we don't know about the man on the Harley,
trying to convince his very disgruntled rider
to get back on.
We would miss waving at
all the couples, families and friends
that walk or bicycle by on warm still evenings.
Let's bring back front porches.
It's a place for a cool drink after a hard days work.
Problems get smaller as the front porch
breeze blows them away.
Nothing is more relaxing or inviting
than fern baskets and rocking chairs.
And besides all that,
How in the world would we know when our yards
have gone to
Courtesy of the Church Youth Group Fund
Come on over and still a spell.....
ummm.... on the porch.