July, 1951 ~ Enjoying an ice cream cone with Patrick on that good old back porch. It was small, but we sure put it to good use. We also had a wonderful front porch on this little bungalow. Spent a lot of time out there, as well. Back then, all the houses had big front porches and in the evening everyone sat out on them. Neighboring was a big part of our life growing up. I believe my love of porches came from my childhood. Notice I have no shoes on again. To this day, I prefer not having shoes on.
Wishing I could be enjoying a cone with Patrick right now.