Friday, January 6, 2012
Walking a back alleyway near Longfellow Square, I came across these three vertical doorbells. This got me to thinking. Are doorbells still in vogue? On Stevens Avenue, we had a front bell, but most, except for the mailman and our papergirl, took the driveway and used the backdoor. Our Coyle Street home's front door had a wonderful sounding set of chimes and, as I recall, was used quite a bit. In the Seventies, Mom's new home on Bancroft Street had one, but unless there were visits from black-suited young ministers or others trying to sell magazines and such, I never remember hearing it. Most just entered the connected garage, knocked and then walked into her kitchen. Today, living in a home for thirty five years and counting, we've never heard the sounds of chimes or assorted ding dongs. I can count on one hand the number of visitors who have knocked on our front door. The back one, up the driveway, is the choice of friends, visitors or drivers lost in the country. We do have a neat brass knocker, (Marley would be proud), that Elenka bought for the backdoor twenty some years ago. We used it for about 10 years or so, but when we remodeled it never made it back to its rightful place. Maybe this summer? Don't bet on it though. It would take me some time just find it again. It's buried in this house somewhere. So, the question today is: do you have a working doorbell in your dwelling?