There's perhaps enough space across the road from this little church to park five cars. Eight on Easter Sunday. No houses for many miles around, but a tiny cemetery. The sign out front simply says, "Sugarloaf Church ~ Terry Collins, Pastor." No hours are posted. No phone number or website. It doesn't even say what kind of church it is. But I liked its bleakness and isolation. Imagine getting buried out of this place, the pallbearers carrying the coffin down those old steps and across the road to the cemetery.
This place was even more mysterious, since it's completely abandoned. Here, too, there's a graveyard out back. Windows are broken. The old basement looks like it might have been a sort of parish hall at one time, long ago. Click on the photo below to read the handwritten notice on the church door. I approached the sign half expecting to find 95 theses...
A little research tells me that this was once known as Hickman Chapel Baptist Church.
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