I have several memories of playing on the front porch, at the Homeplace, as a kid.

Of course, it wasn't as large or as fancy as it is now, nor did we have things called "porch furniture" to sit on, back then. We kids just sat on the old wooden floor.

The rafters were rough and unpainted, and there was no finished ceiling... just a few weather-beaten boards laid over the dark beams, more for storage than trying to fashion a ceiling.

I remember one hot summer afternoon, a playmate and I ...


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