6 Reasons We Need to Revive the Old Front Porch

Where Time Slowed Down

One of my favorite things growing up was sitting on the front porch. I mean a real front porch which either wrapped around the house or crossed the whole front of a house. Today's front porches are nothing more than stoops stuck on the front of the house for decoration. The front porch in my day was where everything happened.

The front porch was where neighbors became friends.
I know this will sound odd considering today's society but way back when if a neighbor saw you on your front porch they more then welcome to say high or stop by and chat awhile. In this way many of neighbors became my friends.

The front porch was where families grew together.
Gathering on the front porch was a way for families to talk about what was going on in each others lives. Sure there was dinner, but the front porch was different. It was more relaxed. More carefree. Today most families don't even eat together let alone spend time in meaningful talk.

The front porch was a place to relax with a glass of ice tea.
If you have seen Mayberry or any similar show you know the front porch was a place where you just went and sat down with your glass of ice tea and chilled. Maybe you read a book or magazine or the paper no matter what you were doing you were just relaxing. No television, no four o'clock news just you and your thoughts.

The front porch swing
I used to love the front porch swing. I could spend hours there swinging back and forth daydreaming about all kinds of things. The front porch swing was where you would have heart to heart talks with family and friends. The front porch swing was where you forced the world to slow down if only for a few minutes.

The front porch was where you'd sit and look at the stars and wonder about what was out there.
I spent many an evening sitting on the front porch looking up at the sky. I was a big syfy buff so I would wonder if there was any more life out there. I also would see if I could pick out the constellations.

The front porch was where a guy stole his very first kiss.
I never had this happen to me, snicker, snicker, but the front porch was where if a guy was lucky enough, he get a kiss from his best girl. Only if her parents weren't watching.

There you have them my six reasons I miss the old front porch. Sure there are many other reasons I miss my old front porch but these are the most important to me. The front porch reminds of a simpler time where we made an to slow down and enjoy this thing we call life. Back then people were more important than things and friendship was for a lifetime. There are many times I wish I could go back and sit, just one more time on the old front porch. There are time I've even thought of building a front porch on my house. But then I remember it probably wouldn't work out the same way. Times have changed. The simple things in life seem to be a thing of the past.

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moonlake 4 years ago from America

I loved my grandma's front porch. Your so right everyone would be out there sitting on the front porch. Cars would drive by and people would wave. Some would even pull in. Ice tea and a swing. People are coming back to front porch but they don't seem to sit on them. Liked your video. Voted Up.


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writer20 4 years ago from Southern Nevada

Your porch sounded so delightful. No one had porches in England maybe because back then we had too much rain to appreciate them.

Voted up, beautiful and interesting, Joyce.


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Georgie Lowery 4 years ago from Slaton, Texas USA

I miss the front porch, too. We have a great one now, but we're in the middle of nowhere so no neighbors. Great Hub!


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Jackie Lynnley 4 years ago from The Beautiful South

Great write, I have many front porch memories myself.


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VNelson 4 years ago

I read an article about a community where everyone has smaller homes, but they all have front porches. They gather together during the evening and talk and get to know one another.

What happened to those times? And how old am I, anyway, that I remember "those days?"

I miss that old porch I played on with my friends, where my mom and the neighbors sat, where we took in the storms, where we read a great novel.

Ah, the lure of a great front porch.

Great article!


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whittwrites 4 years ago from the Philly area Author

I forgot about watching the storms cruise by. Thanks all for the wonderful comments. I do so much miss the front porch.

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