Last Service in GladstoneAuthor: jawapro
Date: Wed 17/09/2008 10:37 PM
An end of yet another era.
In the far North East of Tasmania is a small town called Gladstone.
Not much special to say about Gladstone, other than the fact that it's the last town before Ansons Bay, where we have often camped at Chrissie time and my Grandmother owns a shack.
It also has been a preaching outpost for our church. Once a month, someone would go up there and take a service - but sadly that has proven un-feasible lately. These days the only people who attend seem to be people who drive up from Launceston, so it was decided to close the doors there. Not an easy decision, but the only practical one.
As I've been there many times on holidays, I felt a bit of a connection to the church and Gladstone itself, so I wanted to go along to the final service. Turkey was originally planning to go home the day before, but decided he wanted to come too, so organized to stay the extra day. My sister Emma also decided she wanted to come, so bussed up from Hobart (after trying three times to miss the bus) and caught a lift home with Turkey that evening. Probably a good thing too - Turkey got lost a couple of times while he was up here and could have done with a navigator.
It was a good road-trip and a good service, but a somewhat sad end of an era for Gladstone.
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