URBANNA — How can I ever forget my first visit to Christ Church in 1984? Forty years have passed, but I still can recall every detail of that momentous day that I later referred to as “my christening.”
My first visit was not only unforgettable, but it was a classic newcomer tale. I went to church that momentous Sunday by myself as Chip was busy with some project in our restoration of the Kent Street Cottage. I knew no one at the church so I walked in and sat in a pew with only one lady sitting in the center of it. I didn’t know that in those days some members had their own private pews.
