Above is an Easter photo of my parents and two older sisters along with three aunts, an uncle, my grandmother and some cousins. My mother is on the left with my sisters, Barb and Loretta in front of her. If you look closely my father is standing by my mother but behind my grandmother (his mom) and to his right you can barely see the head of my Uncle Bill. My father was not a very big guy, being only 5'9". But this is ridiculous. My grandmother was only 4'11" so you can see that both brothers were squatting down to "ruin the picture" as my grandmother would say. This made my mom look like an amazon woman. They were a bunch of pranksters and she used to get so irritated with them. Don't you love how everyone dressed up and wore bonnets or hats to church?
Here is the church as it is today. It looks the same to me as back then. There are double front doors that are kept locked now due to vandalism but growing up and many years afterward I remember these doors were always unlocked. You could enter the church at any time.
Here is what the inside of the church looked like when I was a child. The altar was beautiful but was later taken down and remodeled. I don't know why they did this. The priest walking to the right of the photo was Father Schwank who left the priesthood and married a nun and moved to Bend years ago. It was such a scandalous thing then. Oh my!
This is what the inside of the church looks like in color after the remodel of the front. The stained glass windows were always there and were not touched as well as the stations of the cross on the walls to the far right. If you enlarge the picture you can see more detail. I used to sit during mass and just stare at all the stained glass pictures and the paintings on the walls, mostly because the mass was said in Latin and I was bored out of my mind back then. The only thing that kept me from falling asleep was all of the kneeling and sitting and standing that I had to do.....that and a healthy fear of the nuns. It was torture for a child.
My nephew, Shalon worked with my brother on this and many other projects. Here they are installing the marble tile work for the alter.
This is what it now looks like inside. The paintings and carvings were restored by hand. All of the statues are the same ones that I stared at every morning before school and on Sunday. I am glad to see that the cathedral has been lovingly taken care of.