The view from Daughter No. 3’s front porch is one straight out of a magazine – verdant pastures dotted with tan Belgian draft horses and black-and-white Holsteins; a pond; and a curvy, hilly road that ...

In the past week, Don asked me for advice. He lives in the northeast corner of North Carolina just 15 miles from the Atlantic Ocean. His front porch stoop is in very bad shape. Back in 1949, when the ...