House on the Curve
I grew up in a small town in Northern New York...Brasher Falls. I returned in September (2017) for my 50th class reunion. I was driving around one evening and saw two friends sitting on the porch on the house on the curve. My brother rolled his Jeep on that very corner decades ago. It's a great porch to sit on and watch all the traffic that comes and goes in Brasher Falls.
This is a recent photo. I would like to make more photographs of people sitting on their porches. This woman...you can see her head just above the porch rail...is a well known watercolorist. I was honored that she let me make her photo.
Ebay before computers. This family had a running tag sale on their porch and sat out there just about every evening. I don't know how much they sold...didn't see much movement of the merchandise.
She'd come home, change and sit on the porch talking with her friend.
Hot Rod Lincoln
This guy bought a brand new Lincoln Continental every year. Every year. Forest green. He was proud of it...as well he should have been.
I worked with the man in this photo. We both sold retail advertising for the local daily newspaper. I never knew where he lived or that he and his wife took in foster kids. I was surprised the first time I saw them sitting out on their porch relaxing and taking time from the foster kids. Nice people!
This man, an American Indian, spent nearly every day in his porch. He had cancer, he told me, and he was just waiting for it to take him. Sad.
The first time I saw this family sitting on their little porch, I thought it had to be an anomaly. Not! They did it often...or maybe it was just when I was out looking for porch sitters. Quite a bunch!
This old guy sat in that comfy chair to drink his coffee every morning before starting his workday. Notice the milk bottles on the right. No more of those!