Day 60 - Old Churches
I love old churches. Don and I found this one when driving through Missouri in search of my aunt and uncle's old ranch property. The church was locked, but there was an old outhouse that was open for service!
I was raised Catholic and I love some of those long ago memories with women in hats and gloves and Father Kubrick speaking Latin. But I also have fond memories of visiting friends' churches and exploring churches.
Church Memories: 1972 - A Baptist Easter service in Sycamore, GA with Jenny B and family... 2003 - The eerie, aching climb with family, up the dome of Il Duomo, in Florence... 1969 - at age 11, in that same Italian cathedral, having confession in an ornate wooden booth... 2016 - Good Friday in Bermuda, walking from church to church with locals involved in a pageant.... 1964? - St. Mary's, in Grinnell, Iowa when I got to wear a veil for my first communion... 1979 - Wearing a veil & gown while hiding (& giggling) with my sister behind the florist truck, before entering Washington U's beautiful Graham Chapel... AND! My sister reminded me of seeing Jimmy Carter speak at his Baptist church in Plains, GA last January!!
7/28/2016 07:53:20 am
Don't forget Jimmy Carter's church in Georgia!
7/28/2016 08:54:53 am
Oh my! You are always good at reminding me, Jennifer !! How could I forget that recent experience!
7/29/2016 09:36:11 am
Too funny. I'm raised Catholic (but went to a lot of Baptist services with my grandmother). I'm not really a religious person at all anymore (I do practice adding good deeds for lint, because old habits die hard). But I love old churches. Jim is the same way (both raised Catholic, not in to religious at all, but love seeing and visiting churches). The older and run down looking, the better. Or completely opposite when you are in Europe...the older and most outrageous looking, the better. But who doesn't love a run down abby in England?
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