A refection for Good Friday

I grew up in a time not that long ago, by the way, when one stopped midday on Good Friday to reflect on Jesus' death.  Schools were closed for the day and banks and other businesses closed between the hours of noon and 3:00 p.m.  Many mainline churches held tre ore (three hour) services during this time in rememberance of the time Jesus spent on the cross.  What a solemn yet uplifting experience this was!  Time was that Holy Week began on Palm Sunday and various aspects of Christ's passion were observed throughout the week.  Sadly this is no longer the norm.   Businesses are more intent on making money and some schools have already had their Spring Break.  I recall attending worship services every night during Holy Week and now some churches don't even offer the opportunity to worship on Good Friday.  Three of the four Gospels record the darkness which overcame the whole land from the sixth hour to the ninth hour as Jesus was being crucified.  At the risk of sounding a bit like Andy Rooney, have you ever noticed on Good Fridays between noon and 3:00 p.m. the sky tends to cloud over, if only for a portion of that time, even on bright sunny days?  The Father does not forget the sacrifice of his Son for us.  Should we?