I'm bummed. My quirky little town where I was born and raised has up and joined the real world.
Since 1967 the city has banned alcohol sales on Sunday, in the blink of an eye the powers that be have decided to lift the ban.
I like quirky, and I like different...I liked it when I would tell folks where I grew up and they said "ohhhh...that's where you can't drink!...or dance!" I'd set them straight and tell them that you can dance, or you can drink, you just can't drink AND dance, if you really want to drink and dance you can get a permit, unless it's Sunday and you want a beer with your burger or a bloody mary with your brunch ....then you're outa luck, can't even buy a permit for that.
But as of tomorrow, burgers and beers and bloodies and brunch...it's all gonna be there for the ordering. If you get groceries on Sunday they won't have the beer aisle blocked off, it always made me smile when I would see the beer blockade.
Now we're just like everybody else.
I don't wanna be like everybody else.
Nobody even asked me if this was ok!
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I want to go back to when everything was closed on Sunday :)
Where do you live again? :)
That seems so odd to me. The station where I get my gasoline is a gas station/Taco Bell/Liquor Store.
Since 1967 - wow, that's a long time.
Hi bell, So Bizarre that we cant take one day off from making a buck. I think everything should get a rest on Sundays.
Debbie
I totally agree.
Pretty soon we will be just like everyone else...
Oh no! now I am going to go out and not be able to control myself on Sundays. Or maybe not:)
I am thrilled. I understand the coziness of it all, but geez every once in awhile a beer with lunch is nice and Sundays is when my inlaws come up and we go out. I am thrilled...although it might become a problem here at our house! haha.
Time marches on. But I do miss the days when stores closed on Sundays. The peace, the lack of traffic in town, respectful observance of other people's religion even among those who did not observe it themselves.
I remember the good old days when Sundays were alcohol free. I'd like to think that at least one town, somewhere still held that value.
I grew up in a town much like what you described, and it also changed from a dry county to a plain old, just like every other town. You'll get used to it, but you won't like it. Promise.
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