Wednesday, July 15, 2020

Stoop Sitting

At an Air B&B a block away from my grandkid’s house, we spend a lot of time walking back and forth.  Every time we pass her neighbor, a newly retired man, he is sitting on his front porch just passing the time. And I mean just sitting there. No phone in his hand, no beer or martini, no book, just hanging out watching the world. Greeting us each time we walk by. Just the way I used to do as a kid, with my cat on my lap saying hi to the neighbors. Just the way folks from time immemorial have done before getting seduced by TV and screens and such. 
That’s all. Just a shout out to Larry, the stoop sitter, for reminding me that this lost art can—and should—be revived. 

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