It’s not the ugliest church in the world, Saints Peter and Paul in Pierre, South Dakota:
which we saw this weekend, while visiting my grandmother in Pierre.
Then again, it’s not the prettiest church, either, and every time we drive by, my wife asks how come only St. Peter gets a statue when the name of the church is Peter and Paul.
Prairie church architecture in its standard-issue modern style. Lord help us.
But a very successful church, nonetheless: expanded yet again on every visit we make to Pierre.
Wanna start collecting pictures of ugly and pretty churches with me, Sally? We can have a contest. With a prize awarded to the winners.
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