blemishes. Like other things cherished, the cross had a story. An old hickory tree stood outside and the old-timers remembered tying their horses’ reins to the tree. When the tree died, they had a local mill to cut the log into timbers from which they fashioned the cross. Every service they sat facing the cross that carried a silent message of connection with a cherished past. It had meaning to those who lived through the history of that place. That cross symbolized the preferences and orientation