It occurs to me, as I sit here in my office with the din of Trinity United Church-goers leaving the Sunday service, that I have spent the vast majority of my life in very close proximity to one United Church or another. My only memories of ever actually having been inside a United Church, however, are at the funerals of my two grandparents in Cochrane, and one rainy Sunday morning when my parents decided to drag me through a muddy field to attend my first and only Easter service. I’m foggy on the muddy field part.

Peter Rukavina

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