Friday, October 27, 2006
An Arrow Runs Through It
Five of us sat high up on Kevin Raquepaw’s big wooden porch, the kind built on the front of most homes back in the 20’s, 30’s and 40’s. It was expansive and well sheltered from rain and sun by an equally spacious roof. All the homes on
Church Street were constructed with those wonderfully inviting front porches. It’s nice to know that most of them are still there, even as modern homes no longer sport them. Back then, when I still lived in Birch Run, they made the perfect place to socialize and watch the neighborhood go about its business.
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Dog-ka-bob is a very funny description.
I feel your pain when it comes to front porches. I have three decks attached to my house and I rarely sit out on them because it is too hot in the summer without a roof over it. Plus I would be red as a lobster in minutes. When I build my dream house, it is going to have a large, covered front porch with another just like it in the back. Eight feet deep, as wide as the house, and with a hammock or two plus other assorted sitting furniture in strategic locations.
Yup, the old covered porches, suggestive of the original settlers porches, why oh why did we stop making them standard issue? A perfect house has one that wraps completely around the entire building. And it MUST be covered with a roof...due to the pale skin of my Irish/Scottish genetics sunlight is beautiful ONLY when seen from the shade.
Oh wow. A couple of night ago I was watching Goonies (an 80s movie). Some of the characters lived in a house with a covered porch that spans the front and the right side. I whimsically thought I'd love to have a house like that too.
Dog-ka-bob! Funny! How the dog survived it is a miracle. They must have angels too!
Hey Wat, Yeah that house on Goonies I believe is either Seattle or Vancouver in the American Northwest. It was a very Victorian home, and that style took the American concept of big wooden front porches to new levels. In the days before TV, I've read that people practically lived on their porches, smoking cigars, pipes or cigs and either chatting or listening to the radio. Except for the smoking, I think I would have like those times.
I just saw Kevin R. a few years ago. (probably 5 or 6, now that I think of it) He is living in the St. Louis, Mo, area. Two little adopted daughters from china. They aren't little anymore, I guess.
He is back doing artistic type stuff for a living. Murals, Faux finishes, interior design type stuff. I used to have his email address. Musta lost it.
Yeah, he's in realestate; and yup, in St Louis.... i just goodled him... if you cover his bald head you can still see the old kevin in there... it's the eyes, u can never change the eyes. I'll bet you're hating him about now since his team is up on Detroit... I hope my continuing disdain for Lou Whittaker didn't jinx 'em for ya....
You have some wonderful memories, Phil. And you recall them vividly. Sometimes I want to remember certain events in my life but they are just a blur.
Actually, many of my memories are "blurry" as well, but I try to make them as crystal as possible by providing the details I DO remember. Try recalling yours that way Niceheart.
Great blog you've got here!
Would love to do a link exchange. :)
Keep up the good work!
Hey, I have a full head of clear hair.
Our girls are now 10 and 8 and we've added John, now three, from Korea. They're all tons of fun and we're crazy about them.
Phil, you remembered my dog, a beagle/mutt named Pumpkin, pretty well. But we didn't take him to the vet. I just pulled the arrow out in the same direction it went in. That was a remarkable dog.
Thanks for the memory. Have Kev drop me a note when he comes through here again.
Kevin Raquepaw! It's an honor to have the subject (almost) of this post check in. Great to hear from you.
Pumpkin! Yes, because he was about the same color as one; now I remember. I'll bet he hardly whimpered when you yanked that arrow out of him.
Kev reads my blog regularly, so I'm sure he just read your invite above. Maybe I'll be in St Louis someday myself, although it IS now one of the MOST dangerous cities in America. That can't be good for a realtor... grin
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