In North-Western Pa. in the midst of the very ancient Alleghany Moutains –
Sits a village known as Mount Jewett.
A town was built and settled by Swedish Emigrants.
Sherry’s mother and her mother were Swedes – her grandmother was born in Sweden.
Memories of past generations.
Built in 1885 by the Swedish men – this is a replicate of an actual EIGHT-SIDED church still existing in Sweden. This church was built for them and services were held there regularly through out the 1900s until the early ’60s.
When a new church was constructed by the ancestors of the Swedes of the 1800’s!
Memories of generations!
It is completely surrounded by graves of those early settlers and this view is almost from the graves of Sherry’s parents and family members.
The interior of the church is a Octogon and consists of two levels.
The mural behind the altar was painted by a traveling artist and signed in the early 1900s.
All the original altar – organ – pews and communion vessels remain.
Memories of a congregation of immigrants.
A tornado came through and took down half the bridge – today it is a tourist area and a state park.
It also was the location for the TV series ” FINDING BIGFOOT”!
Memories of a long-gone dream of transit railroad through the mountains.
KAFFE SOL – Swedish for coffee shop – sits in the heart of the town of Mount Jewett.
If you like homemade cooking and great tasting treats of cinnamon rolls etc.
Then this is a must to stop and eat.
But it closes in mid-afternoon so they can go home and start that homemade cooking all over again.
Memories of sights and smells of the past in NWPA!
We went in the dark – at 6:15 AM. and was surprised at all the cars and activity.
This was but one of several services up and down the beach.
ELCA – which we are a member of – along with the Episcopal church –
Came together to have this service.
I would guess by the start – some 4 to 5 hundred souls gathered on the beach-
many standing – others brought their own chairs
At last – in more than a year – we attended a live service.
All our married lives – we have attended church – me – I converted from Catholic to Lutheran
which was how Sherry was raised.
They were mostly silent – a few murmurs here and there – ushers directing people – passing out communion cups and wafers – a few announcements – still cold – but at least there was no wind. The sound of the surf – the seagulls – the stillness of the early morning hour – the sand cold – bundled up – ear muffs and scarf – waiting – waiting – waiting.