One of my favorite memories as a kid is sitting with my grandpa on the porch of his farmhouse. A train track was clearly visible from about a quarter-mile away. As I sat with him, he’d tell me stories ...

The front porch is part of American history. As ubiquitous as apple pie, the story of its architectural adaption paints a picture of how generations spent their time. Beginning in the 1800s design ...

For sixteen years, our family of five has lived comfortably in an 80-year-old two-story house on a brick road lined with homes of a similar vintage. It’s not perfect (is any?), but it’s just about ...