This is St, Mary’s old church, or die alt Kirchee in Fredericksburg, Texas. Below is a closeup of the marker. We still use the work Kirk in Scotland to refer to Protestant churches, usually Church of Scotland. I knew a Scottish lady here in Texas who hunted fruitlessly for a church that resembled anything like churches in Scotland. Everything was either too Mega, think Joel Olsteen, or Happy Clappy as we refer to evangelists in Scotland. I suggested she try the Catholic Church as they are pretty similar all over the world. Her look of dismay could have turned me to stone…😈
Just across the road from these lovely churches is a dark, imposing building…
Doesn’t that look scary??? It is right across from both the courts and Catholic Cathedral just to enhance what poor life choices you made, back in the day. They don’t play around with Crime and Punishment in Texas.
I try to be a good citizen and I lit a candle in the church for my recently departed uncle. Then Teddy and I raised a glass of wine for him and he would have thoroughly approved. To add more brownie points for my ‘trying to get to Heaven’ profile, I intervened with a tourist situation in the fudge store. I saw a family of white Latin Americans, maybe Argentinean, speaking softly, in Spanish, while looking at the wonderful, delicioso fudge. The girl behind the counter couldn’t hear that they were speaking another language and she said, rather loudly, “Do y’alls want chocolate coated fudge?” They looked at her, perplexed, and I asked if I could help them. “Mi espanol es malo, voy a tratar!” They smiled and said they were just looking. I passed on the translation to the girl behind the counter who looked with astonishment at the German looking lady (me) who spoke Spanish. It is a small, strange world.
BTW, according to family records my Dellinger relative came to North Carolina from Oberacker in Bavaria. No wonder I like living in a forest…🌲🌲🌲