Sunday is no longer, as the writer H.L. Mencken put it, merely "a day given over by Americans to wishing that they themselves were dead and in Heaven, and that their neighbors were dead and in Hell."

Sunday melts into just part of the week

This is kind of a radical concept in today's world, but I might go down to the library and check out that Mencken guy. Our main library is open until two on Sundays!

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