I love old churches. This one reminds me of a black church in my hometown. Every Sunday the church was filled with the dressed up in their Sunday best, even had on gloves and hats. Most of the men had on work pants and some had on suits and ties.The children were always dressed up in their Sunday clothes.I would sit out on the front porch to hear them sing and preach. I love to hear them sing those old songs.They would have their fans, because there was no air condition in the church.