Visiting here took me back , LOTS, to my little yellow brick "Bethany" original church home of memory. Here in the basement during confirmation study time, sniffing the glue of paper straws after lighting it on the element of the portable heater never caused an odor notice. I clearly remember, at my age then, of getting a reward of beer from Pastor after cutting the lawn after class on a hot Saturday afternoon. I'm a "hearts on my sleeve " guy and it brought a tear when I found this little church. The Pastor clearly speaking from the Bible, the clearity of the message, the love shown by Pastor Marc and his family, the beautiful singing, and the church, the people, all show me that my wife of 60 years and I are home.