I see this steeple each time I go to the health club to exercise. I
drove past the church once. It’s locked behind a chain link fence with
no indication of what it might have been. I don’t know
anything about it; what happened to it; whether anyone owns it. I took this picture in October, 2006.
Last week I had lunch with Linda and two of her poet friends, both of whom are long-time Pittsburgh residents. They began to talk about churches and I asked them about this one. Neither knew anything about it, but when I said the steeples had holes in them one of the women said she thought they were patches. I keep thinking about the difference in our perceptions. I’ve been accused of being a pessimist, although I think of myself as a realist. Do you think that’s why I immediately identified those black spots as holes? And I’m not sure what this says about the other woman.
I’m very curious about this church. It’s in East Liberty; you can see it from the Club One parking lot. If any of my Pittsburgh readers knows what happened to it, I’d love to hear from you.
I took this picture today.