
The land on which the parish buildings stand were once was part of a large farm that served as the county home. Evidence of this farm exists to this day by way of a city park located one block east of the church. Every summer rectangles of slightly greener and quicker growing grass appear in perfect rows at one end of the park, remnants of what once served as the graveyard for residents of the county home. The graveyard was moved when the home was moved further out into the country when the city invaded what was once nothing but farmland. After having done some excavation to improve the flooding conditions of the park, the city declared that all of the bodies had indeed been removed. But I don’t go walking in that park on All Hollow’s Eve at midnight just the same. (Just kidding.)
Originally the parish was to be located about an eighth of a mile from where it now stands but anti-Catholic sentiment forced them to buy some former swamp land which, in the long run, became a much more ideal location. God works in wondrous ways.

Fishing around in the parish archives, I came across some old newspapers that the parish published in 1936 concerning the campaign to build a rectory. The masthead of the “The Local Motive” was a head on picture of a locomotive charging toward the reader and written on it it declared that the parish wanted to raise $30,000 to help erase debt and $30,000 to build the rectory. “Give it right away!” it urged.

There is surprisingly little known about how the rectory originally looked interiorly. There are no pictures of the furniture, window treatments, or wall colors. Apparently the floors were covered in brown linoleum which still exists in some closets and under the carpeting. The only picture of the original interior of the house of which I am aware is of two couples who were married in the pastor’s office before the young grooms were sent off to World War II. In the upper right hand corner you can just about make out the end of a curtain rod, remarkably similar to ones found in the living room but that were only installed recently, and a bit of a curtain with flowers on it. Not much else is known.
Despite the size of the parish and the house, it was only built with three offices; the large one for the pastor which also contains a vault, and two smaller offices, one for the secretary and one for all other priests to share. This was not all that uncommon. Unlike modern parishes, there were no business managers, bookkeepers, youth directors, directors of religious education, marketing directors, development directors, let alone computers, copy machines, FAXes, and a host of other large electronic equipment we cannot live without today. Parishes were not expected to do as much, priest’s roles were a bit more limited, and so the construction of a hallway of offices would have seemed an extravagant waist. Those three offices still function as the main offices of the parish though their use as changed.
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I'm thoroughly fascinated learning all this! Great writing, too.
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