Bricks and mortar store fronts are dwindling. Motion pictures elude movie theaters favoring our cell phones. Heck, we can even purchase cars from vending machines.
Can our communities be any more different than what we remember?
Technology and its expedience — it’s even more convenient shipped-to-our-door deliveries — has made everything attainable with just a simple mouse click.
I half-jokingly wish that I could return in 100 years, just to look down Main Street. I predict that all I will see will be restaurants, pizza places, a few electric car charging stations, and 30,000 UPS and FedEx trucks scurrying from house to house.
Technology changes almost every aspect of our society, even how we want to live.
We “Boomers” have long described the perfect living situation — the American Dream — as having a home with a white picket fence around a private yard, 2.4 children playing on a clipped lawn, and a nice car or two in the driveway. It’s been the goal of young families for all of the last century.
It made sense then. Cities were scary, smelly places, and if you could escape their bounds, you were making it.
Today, young families want to be where the action is. Cities are increasingly better places to live, and no one seems to want to mow a lawn anymore. Since 2015, new multifamily building permits — apartments — in urban areas across the U. S. are up 39 percent.
We want people to hang with, not neighbors. We are connected, today, by our cell phones; not sidewalks.
I was at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway, Wednesday, when Mark Miles, President and CEO (Wabash College, 1976), announced that Hulman and Company had sold the iconic family brand, Clabber Girl, and its assets to a New Jersey company.
It was an odd feeling knowing that the family that owns the very seat I was sitting in at the track had relinquished the part of the company that had fueled their family fortune. Butter and egg money enabled Anton “Tony” Hulman, to purchase the crumbling facility, in 1945.
Clabber Girl Baking Powder is a staple in millions of kitchens around the world. The leavening agent keeps baked goods from becoming manhole covers.
I always enjoyed the juxtaposition that one of the most high-tech places on the planet — the IMS, with its half-million dollar race cars, its computer telemetry, sophisticated engineering, and precision tooling — was built on a product from the kitchen.
Think of the ironies: the roar of the engines/the ding of the timer, 300,000 race fans/the family around the dinner table, the smell of Thanksgiving/the smell of stale beer.
Grandma/The Snake Pit.

I guess all innovation ends up forcing times to change. The brand Clabber Girl itself signified innovation. The powder replaced clabbered (soured) milk as leavening, the standard of its day.
Nevertheless, when innovation collides with our memories, it can be a hard biscuit to swallow.

John O. Marlowe is a reporter, sports writer and award-winning columnist for The Paper.