Every day, on my way to Bay Ridge High School (another beautiful old building), from 1968 – 1971, I passed this church. I always made sure I was on the opposite side of the street, so I could admire it and get the full effect of its beauty. Killed me when they senselessly tore it down! In the borough of churches, no less!
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Every day, on my way to Bay Ridge High School (another beautiful old building), from 1968 – 1971, I passed this church. I always made sure I was on the opposite side of the street, so I could admire it and get the full effect of its beauty. Killed me when they senselessly tore it down! In the borough of churches, no less!