Doug Kerr
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Frisco, Texas is about 30 miles north of downtown Dallas. It is named after the nickname of the St. Louis–San Francisco Railway, and the city's logo is that of the railroad (now defunct).
The city coalesced around a watering station on the railroad's line from Dallas north to Tulsa, Oklahoma.
It has recently become a rapidly-growing, affluent, sophisticated exurb of Dallas, with several very spiffy sports venues (including a first rate minor-league baseball field).
Frisco Heritage Park celebrates the town's history, with a very nice historical museum as its centerpiece, surrounded by several restored old buildings and reconstructions of old buildings.
Carla and I had the pleasure this past weekend of attending the wedding of a family member in the Lebanon Baptist Church there. The building was originally in Lebanon, Texas, about five miles south of the Heritage Park (with the main portion of the present city of Frisco), a small town that was doomed in 1902 when the Frisco Railroad decided not to build its main line through the town but rather about two miles to the west (where the topography was more suitable from an engineering standpoint). When he congregation built a new building, they donated the original one to the city to be placed in Heritage Park.
In fact, in 1902, some Lebanon residents had moved their physical homes (on log rollers) from their sites in Lebanon to the new and promising town eventually named Frisco, a fascinating precursor to the destiny of the original Lebanon Baptist Church building.
Here we see the building at its present site in Frisco Heritage Site:
Douglas A. Kerr: Original Lebanon Baptist Church building, Frisco, Texas
The building has been beautifully restored inside and out, including the original tin ceiling, original wood floor, and original pews and altar.
The bride, Marcia, is the first wife of Carla's eldest blood grandson, originally from Louisiana, of Creole ancestry (with a little Cherokee thrown in for good measure). The groom, Troy, more recently from Minnesota (don'tcha know), is part Sioux.
I was not the photographer of record (he seemingly came with the DJ package), but the bride asked me to double, so I managed to get off a few shots (597).
The bride was walked down the aisle by her grandfather:
Douglas A. Kerr: Entry of the bride
The reason is that her father officiated at the ceremony!
Douglas A. Kerr: At the altar
The after-service group shots were done with a backdrop of a restored steam locomotive on static display at the park in recognition of the important role railroading played in the town's history:
Douglas A. Kerr: Part of the wedding party
The two very young men in the party weren't supposed to be in this shot (female attendants only), but one couldn't decide whether to be in or not, and was flitting about in the margin. (His partner was peaceably reverse engineering the valve gear of the locomotive.). Marcia grabbed him by the arm, hauled him into the shot, told him to stand still or else, and we both shot. (Those Cherokee women are so effective!)
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The city coalesced around a watering station on the railroad's line from Dallas north to Tulsa, Oklahoma.
It has recently become a rapidly-growing, affluent, sophisticated exurb of Dallas, with several very spiffy sports venues (including a first rate minor-league baseball field).
Frisco Heritage Park celebrates the town's history, with a very nice historical museum as its centerpiece, surrounded by several restored old buildings and reconstructions of old buildings.
Carla and I had the pleasure this past weekend of attending the wedding of a family member in the Lebanon Baptist Church there. The building was originally in Lebanon, Texas, about five miles south of the Heritage Park (with the main portion of the present city of Frisco), a small town that was doomed in 1902 when the Frisco Railroad decided not to build its main line through the town but rather about two miles to the west (where the topography was more suitable from an engineering standpoint). When he congregation built a new building, they donated the original one to the city to be placed in Heritage Park.
In fact, in 1902, some Lebanon residents had moved their physical homes (on log rollers) from their sites in Lebanon to the new and promising town eventually named Frisco, a fascinating precursor to the destiny of the original Lebanon Baptist Church building.
Here we see the building at its present site in Frisco Heritage Site:
Douglas A. Kerr: Original Lebanon Baptist Church building, Frisco, Texas
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The building has been beautifully restored inside and out, including the original tin ceiling, original wood floor, and original pews and altar.
The bride, Marcia, is the first wife of Carla's eldest blood grandson, originally from Louisiana, of Creole ancestry (with a little Cherokee thrown in for good measure). The groom, Troy, more recently from Minnesota (don'tcha know), is part Sioux.
I was not the photographer of record (he seemingly came with the DJ package), but the bride asked me to double, so I managed to get off a few shots (597).
The bride was walked down the aisle by her grandfather:
Douglas A. Kerr: Entry of the bride
The reason is that her father officiated at the ceremony!
Douglas A. Kerr: At the altar
The after-service group shots were done with a backdrop of a restored steam locomotive on static display at the park in recognition of the important role railroading played in the town's history:
Douglas A. Kerr: Part of the wedding party
The two very young men in the party weren't supposed to be in this shot (female attendants only), but one couldn't decide whether to be in or not, and was flitting about in the margin. (His partner was peaceably reverse engineering the valve gear of the locomotive.). Marcia grabbed him by the arm, hauled him into the shot, told him to stand still or else, and we both shot. (Those Cherokee women are so effective!)
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