In 1953 my Dad was stationed at North Island and my two sisters and I began our love affair with Coronado, first living at 464 Orange Avenue, then 777 B Avenue. My parents were Methodist, so we attended St. Paul's where my Mom was the Secretary. Vacation Bible School took turns being hosted at the Methodist, Episcopal, and Presbyterian churches, and the first time I ever entered the sanctuary at Christ Church at age 7, I was overwhelmed by the feeling of holiness and peace I found there. The memory never left me. Transferred to Florida, I found my way to another Christ Church - Pensacola - in 1960, where I was confirmed in October, 1961. Wishing everyone at Christ Church Coronado a wonderful weekend and every Blessing.