Daylight’s a Burning
I often use this old family saying in the Westward Sagas Series “daylight is burning.” Modern energy grids provide enough electricity to light airport runways, shopping malls, streets and highways. Not so during the early days I write about; long before daylight savings time (DST).
This Sunday, we spring forward one hour and thousands of people will arrive late for Church. Then on the first Sunday in October, we fall back one hour and thousands will be early to Church.
Who to blame for this twice a year correction of our clocks and disruption of our routines? It was first conceived by Benjamin Franklin in 1784 in an essay entitled “An Economical Project.” Germany was the first to establish DST followed by Britain in 1916. The U.S. first adopted DST in 1918, it met with much resistance. It has been changed and modified several times since.
Politicians claimed they were doing it to give farmers more daylight to tend their crops and livestock. Anyone that ever lived or worked on a farm or ranch knows that you are in the fields by sun up and you quit when the sun goes down. It doesn’t matter what time of day it is. Few farmers even had a time piece and didn’t need one. When the sun was directly over head it was noon, when it was shining in your face, afternoon. Dinner was at dark thirty and you better not be late.