Why should the beautiful die?
In the late 1800s, frame churches with acres of shingles, like this one, went up all over the Pittsburgh area. Few have survived; most of them were later replaced by larger and more substantial buildings. Even fewer have survived with their shingles and wood siding intact. Although the congregation dissolved in 2022, this building has been taken over by a catering company that has kept it in original shape.
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I joined this church around 1949, with my parents and my brother. We had moved to Emsworth then. I think Dr. Miller was the minister. He is the only one I remember until Rev.Downs. Brother and I Went to Sunday School there. I moved away, as did my brother. When I visited, I went with my parents, to this church. My parents moved to Cranberry after Dad retired but drove every Sunday to this church.
They did that until Mom passed away in 1992 and Dad had to move to Ohio. Scrolling online, not long ago, I came across the image of the realtor’s sign. Needless to say, that made me feel quite sad. There are so many people that I remember so well, always in attendance. That little church could tell so many stories.
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