“Memories exploded as I stood in the doorway”
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Our congregation was considering the possibility
a new church building.
The one we were in at The Heights in Houghton Lake was old and too small for the growing congregation.
it was increasing in numbers.
The neighboring town of West Branch had recently built a beautiful new church.
A committee in our church,
“Let’s go to West Branch
and check out their new building.”
Of course I wanted to be on that committee.
The new church was in my former home town.
Any excuse to re-visit the MEMORIES of my youth, was a great idea.
I was thirty-three at the time.
The new United Methodist Church in West Branch
was built on the County Farm property
across the street
from the house where I’d lived
until I was seventeen.
If you’ve read in my blog post
“About Mrs. Kelly”,
you have some idea of my emotional attachment
to the County Farm.
I have many MEMORIES of the wonderful lady
who was my friend.
As the committee entered the new church building, we were shown the kitchen area and the classrooms.
We visited the sanctuary and the dining area.
As others wandered the hallways
I decided to take a little side trip
down a different hallway.
At the end of the hallway,
there was an exit door.
staring out the door,
I realized long forgotten MEMORIES were suddenly returning.
I’d stood in that very place
over the years of my youth.
It appeared to me,
where the doorway to Mrs. Kelly’s kitchen had been.
It really didn’t matter if the blueprints showed my estimate of the location to be true, or not to be true.