I suppose having the web and a GPS device on one’s phone is commonplace and not at all like some fantastic future.
But there I was with an hour of extra time and a desire to see the Garden of Hope over in Covington, but no idea
previously how to get up to this chapel overlooking the river, city, and the cut in the hill of I-75.
My parents were married here in 1960.
The chapel holds a dozen people. (Additional family and friends stood outside for the ceremony I’m told.)
The grounds, which house a replica of the tomb of Jesus in Jerusalem, have seen better days since built by Rev. Morris H. Coers in 1958.
But the view of the city is nice, a respite from the highways and density.
