My 30th wedding anniversary is in a few days, though it sure doesn’t seem as long as 30 years. Bob and I were married at historic St. Mary’s church in Fairfax Station, the same church where Clara Barton nursed Civil War soldiers — and where, quite a few years later, my sister Karen and I received First Holy Communion in white drop-waist dresses with satin sashes. My mother sewed the dresses.
The church is still there, and as cute as ever, a traditional white clapboard building with a red steeple. Here are two views of St. Mary’s
