Block Party
September 12, 2024
Every September, our old neighborhood held a back-to-the-fall block party. Grills and chairs were set up. Everyone brought food for themselves and something for everybody. From newborns to 90-year olds, we welcomed fall, noticed how everyone kids had grown over the summer and caught up with one another.
I’m not sure what prompted me to go this year, seven years after we moved away, but it was much the same event. Sure, there were a lot of new folks, but I loved seeing everyone I knew, especially the kids who were so changed. And the people that bought “our” house are still loving it. They told me that they gather on the sun room sofa that we left for them, just as we always did. Our remodeled kitchen is still their kitchen. Their girls are now teenagers.
I felt like a visiting dignitary. Peter would have loved it…
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