Literally.

This past Saturday our church held a cleaning day. That probably doesn’t sound too exciting to you, but our church building was built in 1873, so cleaning is like going on an archaeological dig. In fact, ripping up some old carpet, someone found this program from the seventy-third anniversary celebration of the church, held in 1934. Funny to think that since that day when someone’s program slipped under a rug, almost everyone present then—old and young—has died.

It’s also been a few decades since someone cleaned out the bell tower. Several of us climbed the rickety ladders up two levels to what appears to be the central bat graveyard/garbage dump of the greater Boston area. I’ve heard that some countries have a thriving guano export business. For anyone interested, I think we can offer you a cut rate deal. Bring your truck.

Updated: Here’s a picture of the Reverend E. E. Bachelder, pastor at the time of this flyer.