~It struck me as I was looking at this front door of this home, the wonderment of just whom has walked thru this doorway, or perhaps stood and talked under this porch roof, in its two hundred and sixty-seven year history. Where they tall, or were they short? Were they famous, or just common folk? Had any nervous young men met a young girls parents for the first time there? Or, what kinds of decisions might have been made? How many cups of sugar were passed out to new neighbors? How many times had directions been given? How many children asked for trick or treats? And how many times has its picture been taken (add one more), or its profile painted or sketched?
Looking back through a keyhole in history.