Monday, March 22, 2004
Gate of Heaven
Machell Ave., Dallas, PA
Gate of Heaven was the school I went to from first through six grades. I could have gone to eighth grade, but switching to Dallas to start Middle School seemed like the right think to do at the time. I always question that decision. Should I have "graduated" from Gate of Heaven? But, we all have paths to choose in life and at the time it was the right path for me.
Now, this is just a hearsay story, but I have heard that the Church part of Gate of Heaven was never meant to be a permanent church. Apparently another church was to be built but wasn't. This makes sense to me because compared to other churches, it is very plain--no stained glass windows or other decorative features. Some people liked it though because it was open and airy, not stuffy like traditional churches, and they didn't get nauseas when the incense was burned.
This is my favorite part of the building. Why? It was the exit. If you didn't take a bus you were a rider or a walker. I was a walker. I didn't appreciate it at the time, but thinking back, it was very nice to be able to walk to school everyday. Once I had to ride a bus I realized how awful it was.
This is the parking lot. I would not normally find anything interesting about a parking lot, but it is where I took my son the first time he drove a car. We spent a few days going in circles and once plowing snow. No, we didn't mean to plow snow, but there is a big difference between the brake and gas pedal. Thankfully, his driving skills have improved! ¶ 8:42 AM
Machell Ave., Dallas, PA
Gate of Heaven was the school I went to from first through six grades. I could have gone to eighth grade, but switching to Dallas to start Middle School seemed like the right think to do at the time. I always question that decision. Should I have "graduated" from Gate of Heaven? But, we all have paths to choose in life and at the time it was the right path for me.
Now, this is just a hearsay story, but I have heard that the Church part of Gate of Heaven was never meant to be a permanent church. Apparently another church was to be built but wasn't. This makes sense to me because compared to other churches, it is very plain--no stained glass windows or other decorative features. Some people liked it though because it was open and airy, not stuffy like traditional churches, and they didn't get nauseas when the incense was burned.
This is my favorite part of the building. Why? It was the exit. If you didn't take a bus you were a rider or a walker. I was a walker. I didn't appreciate it at the time, but thinking back, it was very nice to be able to walk to school everyday. Once I had to ride a bus I realized how awful it was.
This is the parking lot. I would not normally find anything interesting about a parking lot, but it is where I took my son the first time he drove a car. We spent a few days going in circles and once plowing snow. No, we didn't mean to plow snow, but there is a big difference between the brake and gas pedal. Thankfully, his driving skills have improved! ¶ 8:42 AM
