Today virtual visits replace screen doors, front porches

Marita Walton

What is that particle within that magnetically draws me closer to a screen door?

Perhaps it is the proximity to a porch with rocking chairs or a swing hanging low or a kitchen where tomatoes sit upside down on the counter.

Maybe it is the whir of an oscillating fan co-mingled with the night noises of crickets near the banks of the Pearl River where Susie and I would sleep overnight on Mattie Lou’s sleeping porch in junior high school.