Tuesday, May 02, 2006

A Mormon ruin


A few minutes ago, I drove past the pile of rubble that used to be the New Orleans chapel of the LDS Church. I didn't have my camera, so I posted a recent photo of the building in the aftermath of Katrina. I'm accustomed to seeing the steeple and roofline above the sound wall along the I-10, and today I didn't see it. I got curious and went to investigate. Sure enough, the building has been torn down. It was under several feet of water for a couple of weeks, so I can only imagine how gross it was inside. DW and I had our local wedding reception there after being married in Utah. Gentle reader Mayan Elephant and his DW attended our reception, and we and they attended church in that building at various times. I haven't been inside an LDS Church in a few years, but, still, I was a little sad to see that pile of wood, bricks, and sheetrock there. Posted by Picasa

6 comments:

Phoebe said...

You two should have another wedding reception -- this time in a nicer place with an open bar!!

Randy said...

Hmmm. Not a bad idea. I DID attend a reception at that chapel while stoned on Percocet, the day after a minor surgery. Coincidentally, the groom was a BYU acquaintance of gentle reader Bill. I don't remember much about it, except that I laughed way too much at everything.

Anonymous said...

That is a bummer. You could always prepare, and go to the temple to be married for time and all eternity! It is deffinetly a beautiful place.

Anonymous said...

i went to that church for 4 years. the inside was worse than you would imagine. i saw some photos recently. someone when inside to take photos. it was really sad

Mayan Elephant said...

yo yo yo.

hey randy, do you remember that after we moved into that building we had an open house and it SNOWED! that was pretty cool, i think the building was a few weeks or months old then. the former new orleans ward bishop let his kids bring a dog that night. they were a little cold and probably oxygen deprived waiting outside in the van. so they brought the dog inside and it shit on the carpet during the open house. if they had waited a few more months to mix dogshit into the carpet, nobody would have noticed.

Randy said...

I remember the snow (in April, in New Orleans!) and the open house, but I don't remember the dog poop. The singles group went bowling that night, so I was only at the open house for a few minutes. No doubt that wasn't the last time fecal matter made its way onto the carpet, with all the small children who attended church there.