I don't understand my attraction to Holy Trinity, but it just feels like the most sacred place I have ever entered. A Polish church, built in the early 1900s, it's a different color and a different feel than the traditional Catholic churches I have attended. The statuary is more pronounced, and more colorful than in other places as well. There are some impressive frescos on the ceiling. It's a tough place to access these days - it had been twinned with another church in 1998, after looking at the possibility of being closed. But I made it a destination this afternoon, both for Chaplet #2, and in remembrance of my friend Lou Ann, who passed away last night.
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