The kiddos were game to keep going on the hometown tour, so we hit up the church that Mr. D and I grew up in. This is where Mr. D was baptized, where we got hitched, and where our children were baptized. Mr. D and I have SO many memories and stories from our many years at this church.
Three doors at each aisle are the entrance to the sanctuary … from the foyer…
This is the older part (wing) of the church. The chapel is through these doors….
Time seems to have stood still inside this building. Not much has changed in the many years since we’ve been gone. Lasting friendships were made during our years here. The next stop on our trip …. to the home of long time (40 years) friends — a friendship that started in this church building.