Those are comforting words. Repair: to fix what’s wrong. Restore: to bring back what once was. And when you can’t restore or repair, then remake! Do what you gotta do.
As you know if you’ve been following the story of the White Church Gallery, or perhaps better known to locals as the Grindstone City Methodist Church, the Church needs lots of love and tenderness. Even when tenderness means opening a can of whoop-ass on it.
Repair: One whole corner of the church had serious water damage. Time and tide had left a hole in the roof, allowed water to cascade down into the wall, and turned the support structure into a weird kind of wood-soup. Dry, chunky wood soup. That makes no sense, but when you grab a handful of it, it’s what comes to mind.
A year and a half ago, we thought it was artsy.
But it turned out to be rotten to the core.
So once the plaster and lathe went, operations moved into the guts of the support system.
By the way, the lathe had a glorious ending. At first, everyone wanted some lathe. “Good for starting fires” “I need some too!” “I’ll take some lathe.” Yet somehow I ended up with a giant pile of it. Then it was all, “Get rid of the Lathe!” “It’s going to attract ‘coons and skunks!” “Should have just put in the dumpster.” So I had to get rid of it. My pyromaniac tendencies won out in the end.
It was a good night of burning, bright hot fire, a little after-glow fire water, and lots of yuks…
Even the moonflower came out for some fun…
The morning after…
Scavenging square nails kept me busy…
Stay tuned for what becomes of the nails…
So long story short, the floor got repaired.
Pollocks get things done. And how!
And then they sit around and talk about the glory days, even if it was literally thirty minutes ago!
So that’s the repair work. Restoring came with the remaking. Remember (what I consider to be) the coolest feature of the church: the quatrefoil window?
With a little help from our (Amish) friends, it was remade.
Stay tuned to see what happens next. Thinking- colored glass, to reflect the colors of the gospels. – The White Church Gallery
The roof is complete! The expanse of roofing tiles is glorious, and it defies raindrops to do their worst.
Well, not their worst- I’m sure they could find a way in during a lake storm, but barring a hurricane I think we’re good to go!
In case we’ve forgotten, we’d better do some before and afters. They are the mainstay of the blogosphere, after all!
I feel the Grindstone Pioneers would heave a sigh of relief that the church has a new topper. They are a constant presence around Grindstone Corners.
There is activity across the street as well. Captain Aron G. Peer’s house made of Grindstone got a beautiful facelift. It gave me a good feeling to watch the work on this piece of history. It was done with love and care, and with strong hands. Just like the original must have been built. That’s why the benevolent ghosts of the many souls who toiled and triumphed here are so omnipresent.
Just amazing. Beautiful, hand made porch, in the fashion of the past.