Sunday morning in Newark, Ohio, cloudy and a little dreary, walked Caleb a little, a little chilly out, but not too bad. I have always looked at it as the end of the week, rather than the start of a new one. Sunday has its own attitude for me. Just as bad as a school day, if not worse, had to get dressed up on Sunday, "suited up" ready for church.
We generally ate lunch "out" on Sunday. The Wishing Well in Centerville, or on occasions we at at the YMCA dining room, cafeteria style, great food. Sometimes drive to Eaton, Ohio at dine at the Seven Mile Tavern. Afterwords a walk down by their waterfall and a stroll down through their walkway.
Sunday afternoons were often reserved for "naps." In those days, in was full of "vim vigor and vitality" and wanted to stay active. My Dad and Brother preferred naps, so Sunday became the day of church, lunch and afternoon naps. In the Summer, afternoons of listening to the Reds on Radio from old Crosley Field in Cincinnati. Evenings were filled with radio also. I forget who all was on, but we would all be around that old Philco, listening. I wonder if kids today will have any memories of watching TV on a Sunday night with their family?
I think H. V. Kaltenborn was on Sunday night, and Walter Winchell also, we got our news from them, and the Dayton Daily News and the Journal Herald. The Sunday Morning Newspaper was an "event," not just a newspaper. Everyone rushed to get "their" section of the paper. Dad generally got the sports section first, then the front page. World events determined which section he read first. I got the comics, a whole big section of comics. Dick Tracy first, then Dagwood, Terry and the Pirates, Gasoline Alley, and then read and spend time with each one. I think those comics were my TV, then. I read them daily, but that "Sunday Section" was something special. They were "big" then, had to lay on the floor to read them. Spent many an hour of "quality time" laying on that carpet at 319 South Brown Street in Dayton, Ohio, engrossed in the Sunday Morning Comic section of the newspaper.
Eventually, I would read through the Sports Section, and the World News Section, so I did get a well rounded education reading the paper, while listening to the old Philco.
