Bring back ‘Old Blue’.

Now, if you are not over 60-65 none of this will make much sense to you. I can hear the chatter now about the old guy wanting to go back to the “olden days”.

Most of you don’t know what the “Blue Law” did way back when. In a nutshell, all businesses, except emergency services and a gasoline station or two, closed for business on Sundays. What’s more, although not a part of the “Blue Law”, stores closed at noon on Wednesdays, were open until 9 P.M. only on Fridays (when the farmers came to town), and many businesses closed around 2 to 5 P.M. on Saturdays. In Indiana, one still cannot buy alcoholic beverages on any Sunday.

The Sunday “day of rest” meant just that. There was plenty of time for church, for family, a rousing softball game, or snowball fight in winter. Casting my old eyes around, I see a more complicated and difficult time today. Everything is geared to instant gratification electronic gizmos. In fact, one seldom meets eye-to-eye with folks who are just too busy texting on their latest cell phone or tablet. If the power went off on the national grid for any length of time, and cell towers ceased to operate, the hue and cry would be deafening. (Actually, a full-blown power shut-down would cripple our computer controlled economy.)

On the way home from Thursday’s Thanksgiving dinner with family, there were a hundred or so people lined up outside of several local department stores, everyone awaiting a 6 PM “Black Friday” early opening. The parking lots of two or three “big box” stores were packed with cars, and many others patrolled the lots seeking a space.

It is sad for me. Few folks know their neighbors, not as many attend church nowadays, and apparently the first thing to learn about driving an automobile is where the horn button is located. There seems to be a colossal lack of just plain common courtesy. Do we even remember what that means?

Okay, I’m done waxing nostalgic. Those of you under age 50 have missed the things that are really important in this life. What a shame…but, then, there aren’t many buffalo nowadays either. — D. C. ‘Dan’ Lee