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CAPE GAZETTE, Friday, September 26 - October 2, 1997 - 21 C,00PE LIFE Rehoboth's Epworth Cl[urch holds centennial celebration Spirit by the Sea beams forth as time- honored traditions mingle with new Rehoboth Beach's Epworth United Methodist Church cele- brated its Centennial Year with two special services Sunday, Sept. 21, followed by a luncheon at Rehoboth Convention Center. The large crowd was welcomed by church member the Hon. William S. Lee, with pastor the Rev. Anne Pruett-Barnett giving. opening remarks and blessing. Honored guests included former pastors the Rev. David Baker and his wife Florence, and the Rev. Jonathan Baker and his wife Don- na, assistant pastor The Rev. Leonard Hatch and his wife Mari- an, and interim pastor the Revl Thomas Starnes and his wife Wave. The Rev. Paul McCoy, son of the Rev. J.C. McCoy, pastor at Epworth in the 1940s; Josephine Branford, the daughter of the Rev. Harry Branford, pastor in the 1930s; and David Buckson, repre- senting the Rev. I. Charles Car- penter, pastor from 1931-34, were also honored guests, as were the Rev. and Mrs. Sterling Green, dis- trict superintendents. Recognized for membership in the church of 50 years or more were: Grace Cooper, 68 years; Hazel Bowman, Kathryn Marsh and Sarah Melvin, 67 years; James Downs, Granville Kunsman, Ray- mond Simpler and Mary Taylor, 65 years; John Marsh, 62 years; Dennard Quillen, 60 years; Louise Joseph, William Joseph, Mar- guerite Becker, Geraldine Deloy, James W, T'avis Jr. and Esther. Anne Wilson, 56 years; Edna Mac Paley and Gertrude Simpler, 55 years; Doris Webb Davis, Electa Kunsman, Charlotte McDaniel, Richard Messick, Elizabeth Pool- er and Juanita J. Quint, 53 years; Doris Downs and Edward Hill, 52 years; Jean Russell, Pierce Rus- sell, Shirley Carey, Ruth Hudson, Continued on page 22 Carol Fehrenbsch photos Grace Cooper (left) and Ellen Pugh were two of the church members recognized during the celebration, the former for 68 years, the longest of any other member, and the latter for 50 years. i!: :--. - , Ang!eMoonphoto Clella and Dick Harp sing out "In the Good Old Summertime" during the eelebrati0n of the centennial of Epworth United Methodist Church as part of the original play "Spirit by the Sea," which was performed Sept. 21 during the anniversary festivities. Carol Fehrenbach photo Angle Moon photo The Ray. Jack Abel relates to the crowd how former pastor Jonathan Baker helped him decide to pursue the ministry at the age of 28. Baker, his wife Donna, and Carenda Baker, who was also inspired by Baker to enter the ministry, look on. She is now serving as a part-time pastor in Greensburg, Pa., while Abel is pastor in Port Deposit, Md. At right, "flower children" (l-r) Lauren Pettigrew, Noelle Baisch and Haley Staples sing in the new generation. -You can tell a freshman parent a mile away AROUND TOWN Nancy Katz major in "Government Urban Development In Third World Countries Beginning With The Initial 'P'." For one thing, the senior in col- lege always has the furniture out- A lot of people could identify and sympathize with the first fam- ily dropping their daughter off at college last week. The first time is always somewhat traumatic. It's not the anxiety of saying good-bye that grips a parent as they pull up the station wagon full of boxes fastened with duct tape and marked with astrological signs, but the knowledge that the whole world will now know how your child has lived. And that includes the board of health, the department of social services and some roommate's parents. You can always tell the differ- ence between the arrival of a freshman's family at college and the arrival of a senior's, some of whom actually are seniors, having spent the last six years looking for one more credit to complete a side of the dormitory, usually on the front lawn or on a deck that is half hanging down the side of another structure with live wires sticking out of any opening through the wall. They go from the couch at home to the couch covered with ivy parked next to a fire hydrant. I saw a scene similar to this when I was on an above-ground subway in Boston and we passed an apartment complex where a family had been evicted and their entire possessions were out on the street. There is nothing inside the dor- mitory room or an on-campus apartment but a gigantic stereo system with speakers the size of gas station pumps and two pitted olives in a refrigerator that is leak- ing some kind of anti-freeze mate- rial out of the bottom. This was the look of my son's apartment, which I had the fortu- nate experience of touring when he was a senior in college. The parents of the other roommates and I held hands to form a chain as we stepped out onto the deck three floors above the ground. There actually were some termites still lying around, sleeping it off, from the party the night before. This is known in British circles as the quick walk-about. Thirty seconds later, you've written the check and in your car doing 90 miles an hour and trying to remember medita- tion techniques you learned from some infomercial that was on at three in the morning. And there is a different cama- raderie when you arrive on cam- pus to drop off a senior in college. That child that you have nurtured all those early years and made sure he ate all their vegetables is greeted with "Hey Six Pack!" and "Sudsy!" or just plain "Dude!" And they carry no luggage except a duffel bag that has not been opened since they were freshman and holds one broken lacrosse stick that they cannot live without and a set of worn under- wear that belongs to someone else, which they fully intend to return someday. So, you may as well enjoy drop- ping off that freshman with the curtains and bookshelves that you so thoughtfully planned. Things change quickly. And, oh yes, you wouldn't real- ly be a senior in college unless you showed up with that Golden Retreiver.