Eating at home

I grew up in Levittown.  A community on Long Island that might have been a "gated" community, if they had been invented in the 1940's.  Our life in Levittown was quite different than it is today.  Everyone knew each other. And as a child this meant that if you did something wrong during the day, your parents would know by dinner time.

Dinner time was something that today is considered a novelty.  We would all sit down when the male parent came home from work and eat TOGETHER.  If we went out to eat, which was a rarity, we went together as a FAMILY.  We would dress up to eat out.  It was not a suit and tie, but a nice clean shirt and pants that didn't have holes in them.

You went to church and wore your Sunday best.  You Sunday best were clothes that you reserved for Sunday ONLY.

My ohh my, how we as a civilization have fallen.  Let us start looking at civility again.  Let us start to revere our past in new ways.  Let us start to make connections again.