5 thoughts on “05-28-97”

  1. Nothing beats stoop sitting….watching the world, still being part of it but as an observer. Seeing your neighborhood and saying hi. Nothing beats stoop sitting no matter what city…mine was Boston.

  2. Oberlin, Ohio – Porch sitting when I was younger and I sure miss those days in the 70’s. We used to sit on the stoop when we’d go to Cleveland and visit my aunts and cousins.


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