The boiler room hid the brooms, dustpans, and mops. Plus we had a variety of signs for things like yard sales.
There is a closet between the girls and boys bathroom that was the sexton's closet. That was the best place to fill a bucket for mopping because it had a low sink. It was also where spare toilet paper was and the nice-smelling cleaning stuff lived.
Strangely enough, my favorite hidden place was the closet that we built under the stairs in the education wing where we stored the Christmas Tree and other greens put up at Advent time. The door was a pain to close sometimes, but that closet was so well hidden it was cool being able to tell people where it was and seeing their awe when they saw how far back it went.
And we can't forget the hidden hook in the lectern where originally two keys were kept, one for the little locked spot under the lectern where now the box that controls the projectors hides, and the other for a glass cabinet where the spare audio supplies were kept.
Those hidden places that, again over time, were learned about...much like the silverware.
Some of those places I learned about because I needed to know, like when I learned and started helping with the sound system. Others I learned because someone else had shared their knowledge with me. None of it right off the bat, but only after I had been at church for some time and was doing something that required knowledge of those hidden places.
I'm going to miss the hidden places. Not because it was secret knowledge but because those places hold memories for one reason or another. I am not advocating for learning the hidden places in my new church, because I am sure those will come over time. But I just am going to miss the hidden places and the things that were in them.
No comments:
Post a Comment