Trinity was always a second home to us. We painstakingly made a floral spray for the son of our Sunday School teacher, Lucille Bruce, when Keith was killed during World War II and his memorial was held in this sanctuary. Trinity Church was a place where Merlon Fanno and Bud Neeley saw us through our college years. It was important in those days to sing in the choir. And the choir sang wonderful anthems directed by Guerdon Cowan, Roy Jefferies, or Dutch Hauschildt.
Trinity has a rich history of education for all ages.
Some of my favorite memories are of the Christmas dramas my mom directed. After the Christmas story-drama came the offering, designated for one mission cause. I don't know if the relief of a good job done on the play was as great as my mother's delight over the possiblities that offering provided for missions. There were District Youth Events at Trinity, with overnight housing in the homes of the congregation. Hayrides and after-church fellowships and progrssive dinners at the home of Rev. Bane or the Jefferies' or the Wiests'.