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JimmieOakland's avatar

About 25 years ago my sister and I were driving to a town in a rural county where she had recently bought a house. While approaching the town by a side road, we drove by a marker for a shrine, and immediately turned around to check it out. The shrine was located about a hundred yards off the road and was built to commemorate the spot where the first mass was said in the county in the 1850s. I think that there is something special about stumbling across a shrine or cross set out of the way someplace, off the beaten path. There is a sense of wonder that anyone would have taken the trouble to do it in the first place, apparently unmindful and unperturbed that it would rarely be seen by anyone. Therein lies the charm. This happened in California, where the chances of coming across such markers are few. Mores the pity. The discovery of this little shrine certainly enlivened our day.

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This is a wonderful series Paul.

Did you sample the water? Is it potable?

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