
The church building I grew up attending is renovating its chapel, including all new pews. They are giving away the old ones next Monday. I wish I had a truck big enough to haul one of those suckers. I wish I had a place in my house to put one of them. I wish I had a place to store one until I found a place to put it or had a house for one to fit in. I wish i wish i wish...
I love old church benches and these are beautiful solid oak- the seat would need to be recovered in some kind of funky eclectic Audra fabric- but it would be really cool...if only
Maybe I'm just sentimental to 'my pew'- the one my family sat in every Sunday. I love how families have their own spots- reserved for them each week. I remember bringing my coloring book and using the bench as a desk to color during sacrament. I remember thinking there wasn't near enough room on that pew, between my brothers and I, to avoid the bickering and teasing. I remember taking the twins to church for the first time in that pew and Pucca too when we go back to visit. If only...
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My parents have an old church pew on their from porch (unupholstered). It's been there forever.
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