This is the church I grew up in... Was just there last month for my 88 year-old mom's funeral. Many precious memories of being able to single out her lovely soprano voice as she sang in the choir. At that time, the women choir members sat on one side of the altar and the men across the way. Now everyone sits together, facing the congregation. Other than that, nothing has changed! It was good to be back "home", despite the reason for my visit!
