Todd’s parents live in a small town called Eaton, Ohio. It is the county seat of Preble County and sits close to the Indiana border. Todd and I went for a post Thanksgiving lunch walk to explore the small town. Just up the street from his parent’s home we found an old abandoned church. As I captured it’s current state, I could hear hymns of the past in the air. I could see beautiful brides and their dashing new husbands walking down the stairs amid a rice shower, heading for their new life. I felt the sadness of saying goodbye to a friend one last time. I could almost taste the casseroles and fried chicken of forgotten potluck dinners. And, I felt the hope of sermon’s past echoing through the nearby streets. What happened to that old church? Where did the people go? Will she ever feel alive again?