St Joseph’s Church

St. Joe’s is the church I grew up in. I was an altar boy here from second to eighth grade. I also attended the school until it closed it doors for good in 1991. I’ve got a lot of memories here and I continue to make those memories now.
I received my first penance, first communion, confirmation, and now my marriage rites here. This is how it should be. Tradition plays a big part in my life, and staying connected with St. Joe’s all of these years means a lot to me.
The church is on the smaller side and can probably use some updating here and there, but its bones are still very strong. The foundation is solid and the roof is free of leaks. The organ looks pretty good. There isn’t much parking, especially for holy day masses, but there is plenty of street parking and a commercial lot close by.
They have a family room, which used to be called the «crying room», at the rear of the church. They also have three restrooms, but most people only know about one.
I am a parishoner and will continue to be one so long as this church remains standing. Part of who I am as a person was molded here, so how could I not keep loyal?
Amen…