This little church was on the road just before we turned off to wind up the mountain to where Bud's race was starting. I stopped to take pictures of it after depositing him. It was raining, and there was a dog barking fiercely at me from not far enough down the road so these two shots were snapped faster than a jack rabbit hops! I was back in my car before you could say "Move It" I was so scared. ! I just couldn't believe I was seeing a church in a little old house and wondered if the preacher lived there, too. That would be living close to where you worked.
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