Every night when I was a young child, I begged my father to tell me stories from his youth. He called them, “School of Hard Knocks,” and...

It was a cold day in March when I made the two-block walk to the neighborhood community center in the park. The path was lit with...

I watched from the kitchen window as my two boys played in the backyard yesterday. They’re two and five, and they have a love/hate...

When I moved to St. Louis from Detroit a few years ago, I was eager to get connected in my new neighborhood. One of the first resources I...

I painted our house the other day. It’s a small, ranch-style house, so don’t get too impressed. My dad and father-in-law chipped in, too....

This past Sunday we hosted a gathering at our community garden. It was a time for neighbors to come together, help weed the plots,...

When I was a young child, I got in trouble a lot. And those were just the times I was caught. I’m thinking especially of the few years...

Each park in our city has a playground and oftentimes a water feature. A block from our house is our park, and it has a wading pool right...

I needed to shovel the snow for the third day in a row yesterday. I started to shovel in front of our house. Not long after I began...

Neighbors share a unique relationship due to their constant proximity to one another. When tensions arise, it often creates challenges...

If you’re trying to unite a neighborhood, it’s common that you will be working with two groups that are very different from each other in...

You are strategically placed to love eight other families. Those eight families live in the three houses across the street, the three...

I saw it before I made it up the stoop. There was a gift bag with pretty paper sticking out the top and a decorative tag dangling from...