Pretty cool new step for my church back home. We tried for years to find a new place: several tries became letdowns and trying to hold our old place together with Scotch tape. The new building is where I went to church for most of my early life and also to the Christian school there until 7th grade. Come to think of it, I spent a lot of time fixing up that building, too: from the roof coming off when I was a kid to that fire in that seventh grade to fixing up after Frances. Pastor Ken is the one who taught me most of my Bible stories and Pastor Keith showed me how to live it later on. It’s too bad that I wasn’t able to be a part of the big move.