In many ways,
American home faces
danger of becoming a vanishing institution. Along with its extinction,
family unit as we know it is in danger. Children are not growing up in homes anymore. They are growing up in terminals.In reality,
American family does not need a home. We are born in a hospital, educated in a college, courted in an automobile and married in a church.
We get our food at
delicatessen and restaurant. We spend our mornings at golf, our afternoons at
club and our evenings romping through
local mall.
When we die,
undertakers will bury us. We do not need a home; all we need is a garage.
Comparing today's home with its counterpart of 100 years ago, there is quite a difference. With all of our advanced technology, are we, to quote a famous American president, "any better off now than then?"
The average housewife (to use a term not used since adultery was sin) has more timesaving gadgets than her century-ago counterpart. Still, she does not have enough time for her family.
All this time saved by these timesaving devices has to go somewhere. But, where?
Where does "saved time" go? Is there a time warp somewhere in outer space where time goes, like a retirement center for misspent minutes?
Why is it,
more time I save
less time I have? If only I could collect time in a bottle and save it for old age when I will really need it.
If anyone knows, please let me know for I do not have
time right now to figure it out.
Right now, I would not miss an hour here or an hour there.
Today's mother can cook
family meal in a fraction of
time her grandmother did, but families no longer have
time to eat together. Most families today eat in shifts, thanks to modern technology like
microwave oven.
It seems like many of today's women are more interested in bringing home
bacon than cooking it. Why didn't dear old dad marry a woman like grandma?
In years gone by
family spent quality time together. There was a strong sense of family camaraderie and families actually knew each other, and all things considered, loved each other.
People today seem to be so busy trying to make a living that they never really get around to living. I know there are a few high holy days when they do meet, like Thanksgiving and Christmas. Sometimes they even recognize each other.
For many people,
only picture we have of
great American family is
television sitcom.