Near the former St Raphael Church? Morningside is very similar to my old Pittsburgh neighborhood, Brookline. Most of the neighbors belonged to Resurrection parish (“Ressi”). Good memories of sitting on the front porch with my parents and siblings. My brother would play his guitar and my dad accompanied in the harmonica. The rest of us would sing along. I miss those days!
A place where inside and outside touched. People forget that communities are not built by big gestures but by these steady crossings of one life into another. It gathered people without forcing them. It allowed presence without intimacy.
Maybe that is what modern life eroded. We kept our houses but lost the middle places that teach us how to connect with one another.
Near the former St Raphael Church? Morningside is very similar to my old Pittsburgh neighborhood, Brookline. Most of the neighbors belonged to Resurrection parish (“Ressi”). Good memories of sitting on the front porch with my parents and siblings. My brother would play his guitar and my dad accompanied in the harmonica. The rest of us would sing along. I miss those days!
Yup! I’ve heard good things about Brookline
Great read. The old front porch was a threshold.
A place where inside and outside touched. People forget that communities are not built by big gestures but by these steady crossings of one life into another. It gathered people without forcing them. It allowed presence without intimacy.
Maybe that is what modern life eroded. We kept our houses but lost the middle places that teach us how to connect with one another.