phr8dawg....
I hear you. I learned to fly in the mid '70s at a flying club that was pretty much just like you described....lots of shirttails hanging all around the room, all of the old low-tech learning devices (I remember when we got our first desktop flight simulator...the ATC 510, I think? It was quite a sensation!). Although we can't do much to stop the march of technology (and should we try?), maybe the Sport Pilot certificate will help keep some of that "fly just for the sake of flying" spirit alive. I gave up my dream of flying professionally many years ago (thankfully, before investing lots of $$$), and realized that I was happiest when things were as simple as possible. Give me a blue sky, some green grass, and a yellow J-3 with the door open and leave me alone....I'll be back in an hour, will never climb above 500 feet, and will be smiling for days.
On the other hand, I was rereading Richard Bach's "Nothing By Chance" recently, as he recounts barnstorming aroung the midwest in the 1960s. Even THEN he was lamenting about the planes sitting around unused, the lack of activity at the small airports, and worried about the future of general aviation. I don't want to see us go the way of Europe, but maybe things will still turn out OK.
When you start that FBO, let me know. I'd love to drop by....