Sunday, Lovely Sunday

Just how much we have mutated in a mere generation is perhaps best exemplified by what has happened to our Sundays. Not so long ago, our Sundays were devoted to flesh and blood people; the Sunday family drive, family picnic or dinner, and the Sunday visit with neighbors and friends were as American as apple pie. But that all changed. We have replaced people with material goods to such an extent, that the former US President no longer referred to his compatriots as “...