My sister and I visited Incarnation Catholic Church today to see where our parents were married in 1964 and where our grandma was a parishioner for over four decades. As children, we had attended mass, but only remember the church as being dark. All of the photographs from our parents' wedding are in black and white.
So, we were delighted to see the church with all its colorful stained glass windows plus a quinceanera that was in progress.
