![]() Now someone calls the fire department every time the hydrant is opened, even when we use the sprinkler cap that reduces water waste. ![]() The feel of the stoop’s cool brown concrete beneath my feet had been calming. Three stories of century-old brick stood behind me like a solid wall of protection, imbued with the love of my mother and my neighbors and the tenacity of my block.īack then, I used to go barefoot, even though Miss Wanda, who’d wrench open the fire hydrant for kids on sweltering days like the ones we’ve had this summer, used to tell me I was gonna get ringworm. ![]() I sigh, close my eyes, and try to remember the freedom I used to feel, first as a carefree child, then as a know-it-all teenager, as I held court from this top step, with the world rolling out before me. ![]()
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