My mother-in-law grew up in Greensboro in the early 1900s. On Sundays, her parents forbade her from playing games and attending picture shows. In the early 1960s on “The Andy Griffith Show,” a businessman’s car broke down on Sunday in Mayberry. Gomer and Wally did not want to repair his car on Sunday.
Today, the pendulum of Sunday reverence has swung in the opposite direction. Many businesses open on Sunday. Sunday has been added as another early voting day. In 2009 then N.C. Sen. Tony Rand tried unsuccessfully to pass a bill allowing ABC stores to open on Sundays. Now there is a bill pending in the N.C. Senate to allow hunting with firearms on Sunday, provided it’s on private land, and the landowner gives his written permission.
How long will it be before we will be unable to distinguish between Sunday and any other day of the week? Will Rogers said that “whoever wrote the Ten Commandments made ’em short. They may not always be kept, but they can be understood.” Only the Fourth Commandment begins with the word “remember.” How much longer will it be before it is totally forgotten?
DeLyle M. Evans, Greenville