November 18 - Today the End, Tomorrow the Beginning

Mistaken Identity -
Even though the chronicler had hoped for proper identification, it turns out that the young lady in the picture is Kathryn, not Sarah. If the sisters switch names, of course, the chronicler would be spared this embarrassment.









Max Occupancy -
On Thursday evening I noticed a new sign over the sanctuary door. (I wondered, did dear old Max really live to nearly 300?)

And this sign over the dining room door. It seems that in the event of a capacity crowd, the last 92 folks won't be able to get in for coffee. The signs are on the inside of the rooms. Wouldn't it make more sense to have them outside the room to prevent overcrowding?

I also noted that Don finished his furniture assembly. The mother's room looks rather comfortable. I wonder if it will be at max capacity even if there are no children in the room.

Another big change on Thursday. A bunch of chairs were stacked up in the dining room. I suppose there are  207 chairs.














Other Thursday Activities - 

Wayne was busy putting ends on cables back in the control room. All the wires Tim and Adrian pulled through pipes require plugs attached, and Wayne was the designated solderer. Here, as with so many things in life, all is well that ends well.

 Matt was busy hanging paper towel dispensers in the restrooms.

Sam joined the fitters to test the flow from the boiler through the tubing in the floor that will keep our toes toasty warm this winter.

Brian and Sam went around to the several manifolds, burping the tubing to get the air out of the lines, thereby insuring circulation through all of the many segments. The pretty pink liquid in the pail is what flows through the tubing. This heated liquid also circulates through the water heater providing the calories to heat the water at the sinks.

The Real Virtual Organ -

Randy the organ guy obviously finished setting up  the organ. I am sure of this since he was not sitting on the organ bench on Saturday morning, as he had been on my previous three visits to the building.

 I discovered that while the console in the sanctuary is pretty and looks like an organ, the real virtual organ is in the furnace room behind the console. It is the black box in the picture. I take great consolation from this picture. Mrs. Chronicler is often on my case about the messy cables running amok around my computers, but mine are still neater than those shown here. I suspect this tangle of cords will be straightened out now that the organ is installed and the sound system cabling is in place, but I intend to keep a copy of this photo to console myself and my wife in the future.









Two Last Day Installs - 

Saturday was designated as final cleanup day before our first service on Sunday morning. However, a couple of items remained to be installed and connected on Saturday. The speakers in the front of the church and the projector hanging from the ceiling. Here Tim is working on the speaker mounts.

Sam's son, whose name I cannot now remember and am too wary to hazard guess considering my faultering memory, ascends to the top of a tall ladder to grab the cable Tim pushes down from the attic, which cable is needed to project the song words on the front wall. An important job that needs to be completed before the first service.














Saturday Cleanup -

Cleaning, cleaning and more cleaning. Remaining construction dust, acres of window glass with finger prints and assorted smudges, masking tape left from varnishing along with miscellaneous debris outside all need to get tidied up for the start of services on Sunday.

Jean is going to great heights to wash the windows. Tall windows are really nice since they allow a lot of light into the building. The height is a bit of a disadvantage for washing, however.

Brent and his son are cleaning up the sink in the men's room.

Elias uses the high tech soap dispensing machine to get the right flavored water for his cleaning task.

Thomas vacuums the pulpit area.

Charles demonstrates his ability to handle two mops simultaneously. That task seems reasonable given that he has two hands.

Don and son Levi need two hands to cope with one mop each as they team up to clean the dining room floor.

Workers zealously protect their completed tasks, keeping messer-uppers out of the already clean room.

Outside Brent and his cadre of employees attack the accumulated trash around the property. Tomorrow, finally it seems, tomorrow, the day arrives that we have so longed for and worked for, when we begin using our church for its intended purpose.