As we left the vicarage we started around the sidewalk and two men
walking toward us stopped and said hello. They introduced themselves -
Reverend Eagle Bull, who had recently become the pastor, and Paul Revere.
The Reverend asked us if we would like to visit the church. He went around to the back and opened the front door. It looked much like I remembered it.
The pews were all made of logs and the plate glass window over the alter
gave a spectacular view of the Wind River mountain range to the west. When I told
them that I had spent a summer there with my aunt, Paul Revere told us that
he was one of the many godsons of "Rossie".
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