[James Matthew Najera]

General Discussion Thread 06.01.2025​

Hey GrayViners!

Alright, folks, let's take a little walk down memory lane.

We want to know: What was the best part about your Sunday mornings growing up?

Was it the smell of something delicious coming from the kitchen? Cartoons on the living room TV? A big family breakfast? Or maybe just the quiet peace of a day that moved a little slower?

For me, it was hands-down the sound of classic songs playing in the background while the smell of bacon drifted in from the kitchen. It was calm, cozy, and honestly, it still sticks with me today every time I hear a '60s or '70s song or smell anything vaguely breakfast-y.

Drop your favorite Sunday morning memory below—we're all ears (and maybe a little hungry now).

Cheers!
Blue

 

[Hazeleyes]

My. Grandfather would come over by mass transportation and our dog would sit by the door waiting for him. He always came with a package of tiny mints for us to share. Spend the day together either at a park or just sit around the house. Have dinner together and then we would drive him home.

 

[tennkerrc]

Daddy would get the Sunday paper on the porch. Sunday was special, the paper had a whole "funnies" section, and in color to boot!. We would snuggle up in bed with Daddy (Mom was fixing breakfast) and he would read us the funnies. It was our special time with our Daddy, who was the ultimate "girl dad" back in the day.

 

[GrandpaGrumpy]

Sundays was always the day the kids got the "Sunday funnies". Sara Lee Coffee Cake was a special treat for the family.

 

[Joanne levy]

My dad would take me to the penny candy store.

 

[ccolpitts05]

My parents not fighting while at church. The one hour of the day they didn't fight. After church they started up fighting again.

 

[wsimpson49]

I’m

 

[zofyzee]

Walking thru the courts yelling "Sunday Morning Chronicle Post Papers" and earning a few pennies when people bought!

 

[NIBOR0]

Dad would pick up the paper (after giving me the funnies) and head to the bathroom. Mom was in the kitchen cooking breakfast. She would put out a big spread of eggs, bacon, mush and bisquits. I would take the funnies and put Silly Puddy on them to copy them. Like you said, time seemed to slow down on Sundays.

 

[cindymcdonald715]

Going to church & out to breakfast; the rest of the day was relaxing with family,

 

[dkleslie52]

My. Grandfather would come over by mass transportation and our dog would sit by the door waiting for him. He always came with a package of tiny mints for us to share. Spend the day together either at a park or just sit around the house. Have dinner together and then we would drive him home.

Sunday school

 

[bobbibonn]

Yep, Sunday School where we could sing all our favorite hymns that were not sung in the big church, Playing outside with the other kids while our parents socialized after church.

 

[Geri]

Breakfast together. We always had pancakes and bacon with occasional waffles. Then off to church. Dinner was about 2pm but that interfered with my football watching. So I would run back and forth between the dining room and living room yelling at the NY Giants the whole time.

 

[NancyCL]

Sunday meant getting up early and going to church with my family. Afterward, we'd sometimes stop to get a dozen donuts, which were $.59 a dozen then (how times have changed!) When we came home, we'd sit around the kitchen table eating donuts (or breakfast if my mom cooked) and enjoy reading the funny pages in the paper. Sunday dinner was always a big meal and served around 2:00, making the rest of the day to do whatever we wanted.

 

[Kaydee]

Going to 9:00 am Mass then afterwards heading to the bakery for fresh, hot, crusty Italian bread, crumb buns and cookies. Always had to buy 2 loaves of bread since 1 loaf didn’t always make it home during the long walk (a whole 2 blocks away!) back!

 

[Mahjong2424]

My father would pick up bagels for breakfast & I would take o r & eat it like a cookie in a hammock in the backyard while doing crossword puzzles & crypto quotes from the Sunday newspaper.

 

[Wellman]

Going to Sunday school and church and seeing grandparents and other family members for Sunday dinner

 

[Gayle B.]

Dad would pick up the paper (after giving me the funnies) and head to the bathroom. Mom was in the kitchen cooking breakfast. She would put out a big spread of eggs, bacon, mush and bisquits. I would take the funnies and put Silly Puddy on them to copy them. Like you said, time seemed to slow down on Sundays.

I can relate to putting Silly Putty on the Sunday colored funny section of the newspaper. Then I stretched it out which made it even funnier. Good times.

 

[Gayle B.]

My favorite part of Sunday morning was getting up and dressed for church. Church remained the best part of my day! I had my father’s childhood steel framed bed. It was raised off the floor more than normal twin beds . After church I slid underneath, with my desk lamp and read books. Under my bed was my happy place! I felt miles away from my fighting brothers and my fighting parents.

 

[redbayqueen]

Getting to sleep a little longer. Then get up and get ready for church.