When I was younger, many houses still had front
porches. A lot of time was spent on
them, especially in the days before the air conditioner. People would go out on the porch for the
fresh air, to catch a breeze and in many cases, to shoot the breeze with their
neighbors. Many neighborhood streets
were lined with homes that had a front porch and it became a time where they
could socialize with one another.
Have you ever been on a front porch that had a swing, and
just sat there rocking back and forth, enjoying the peacefulness of it. There is something about time spent in a
swing that is so relaxing and being on the front porch allowed you to see the
happenings in the neighborhood.
I have been on many front porches and they were all
different. They may be as wide as the
front of the house, just large enough for a couple chairs by the front door or
just a stoop to an entryway. My
favorites were always the ones that spanned the length of the front of the
house. This was where family members and friends could gather and solve all the problems of the world. Where you could watch for fireflies or hear
the whippoorwill and bobwhite calling their names. (As I write, the fireflies are very plentiful
in my backyard.) The pictures below are all of my mom on or by the front porch of the Garrison home.
My all time favorite front porch was at my Grandma and Grandpa Garrison’s house. It looked out on two majestic magnolia trees and had a view of the original family home. Over the years, many people gathered there and lots of family pictures were taken and memories were made. My mom was the youngest of twelve, and many of our family reunions were held right on the property where my grandparents lived. Many of us would sit out on the porch and catch up, having not seen each other for great lengths of time. For my family, being that my dad was Air Force, it was usually several years, depending on where we were stationed at the time.
The Garrison Clan on the front porch. |
This is the way the front porch looks today, thanks to my Cousin Gwen and my Aunt Gladys. |
Chairs similar to ones on my Grandparent's front porch. |
We played lots of outdoor games at those reunions and they
would start and end at the porch. Boo-boos
were bandaged there and beautiful pictures were taken, sitting or standing with
the porch as a background.
South Dakota, 1958 above, Alaska early 60's below. |
There is a movement out there, (slowly growing) to bring back the front porch. There are even organizations that are actively promoting it. According to an npr.org article there is actually a “Professional Porch Sitters Union Local 1339” in Louisville, Kentucky. The author of the article, Michelle Norris, titled the article, “Sitting on the Porch: Not a Place, But a State of Mind”. I agree with that. To see the full article, click here.
House in Southern Pines, NC, we lived in a short time. |
So, here’s to houses with front porches! If you have one, make a point to go out and
enjoy it more. If you don’t, figure out
a way that you can accomplish the same type of experiences. You won’t regret it!