There was a time...

There Was A Time. . .

. . .when Sunday was a day of rest. No stores were open, no housework done. After church, the family piled into the green Chevy and headed for points unknown. We meandered by country farms where animals grazed contentedly. We explored old towns with colonial houses and white steepled churches dating back a hundred years. Each bend contained a surprise - perhaps a pond overgrown with cattails, a country store advertising ice cream or a mysterious, boarded-up house. Too soon, tract houses encroached on the fields, roads widened, cars sped up. Back to civilization . . .until the next Sunday Drive