So close your eyes and tell me.......

[Baptist City Holdout]

Hearing the bang of a pew end cap falling off to the floor and Bro. Hyles saying, "Don't tear up the furniture."

 

[prophet]

Hearing the bang of a pew end cap falling off to the floor and Bro. Hyles saying, "Don't tear up the furniture."

It sounded just like a strike at the bowling alley.

 

[Baptist City Holdout]

Hearing the bang of a pew end cap falling off to the floor and Bro. Hyles saying, "Don't tear up the furniture."

It sounded just like a strike at the bowling alley.

Thank you, Thank you, I was trying to figure out how to describe it!

 

[Binaca Chugger]

Maybe my favorite memory of the old building:

Watching my bride in white enter the auditorium and make her way towards me, her waiting groom.  I loved that day and still love her today!

 

[RAIDER]

Maybe my favorite memory of the old building:

Watching my bride in white enter the auditorium and make her way towards me, her waiting groom.  I loved that day and still love her today!

Enough of this mushy stuff!!  Let's get back to the smell of the bathrooms as you walked up the steps to the balcony from the foyer.   

 

[RAIDER]

I can see the short pew at the top of the balcony to the right of the PA room.  You could not see the pulpit when seated.  A great place to rack on a Sunday night after the bus route.

 

[prophet]

There was another place, off up to the speaker's left, all the way up, where the pews leveled off again.
This area extended all the way to the wall, above the exit aisle.
Once the offering was done, you could lay down, and not be seen.
You could pull this off on a Wed evening, sometimes.

Earnestly Contend.

 

[Binaca Chugger]

I can see the short pew at the top of the balcony to the right of the PA room.  You could not see the pulpit when seated.  A great place to rack on a Sunday night after the bus route.

I probably woke you up several weeks.  We enjoyed plaguing you HACkers.  >

 

[RAIDER]

I can see the short pew at the top of the balcony to the right of the PA room.  You could not see the pulpit when seated.  A great place to rack on a Sunday night after the bus route.

I probably woke you up several weeks.  We enjoyed plaguing you HACkers.  >

My anti-Hacker group was well respected by the HBers. 

 

[Binaca Chugger]

I can see the short pew at the top of the balcony to the right of the PA room.  You could not see the pulpit when seated.  A great place to rack on a Sunday night after the bus route.

I probably woke you up several weeks.  We enjoyed plaguing you HACkers.  >

My anti-Hacker group was well respected by the HBers. 

NO HACker is respected by an HB punk!

 

[switcher]

I can see the short pew at the top of the balcony to the right of the PA room.  You could not see the pulpit when seated.  A great place to rack on a Sunday night after the bus route.

I probably woke you up several weeks.  We enjoyed plaguing you HACkers.  >

My anti-Hacker group was well respected by the HBers. 

NO HACker is respected by an HB punk!

Right on.

 

[prophet]

I see busses lined up all over downtown Hamond.

B,C,& D on Willow Ct, Sohl and State.
A on Faytte, Sohl,& Sibley.
Some down at 900 Sibley (the Youth Center).
Every abandonedparking lot, where once stood a building in which I shopped as a kid, now holds rented yellow busses, and multicolored FBC owned busses.

I see security guards patrolling, but they don't see me.
I see bus lunches,  and prizes, some routes apparently had very poor bus captains.

Yes, I was that blankety-blank who ransacked your bus while you were in church this morning.

It looks very different on Monday after school:  Instead of angry bus workers chasing me, pedophiles, pimps, prostitutes, and pharmaceutical peddlers haunt the ghost town that seems so alive the day before.

Don't worry, Wed. Eve, around 6 p.m., the streets will come alive with Christians again.

 

[Sherryh]

prophet you walked those streets and lived to tell us...

 

[Least of These]

There was a special Christmas service a long, LONG time ago, in the old auditorium.  Lindsey Terry (choir director at the time) sang a solo of a new Christmas song most of us had never heard before - "Do You Hear What I Hear?"  He got to the chorus, and *surprise!* the echoing "what I hear, what I hear" was provided by the choir members who, unbeknownst to the congregation, were all sitting in the overhang sections of the balcony.  Nobody expected it, and you could hear people gasp as they looked to see who was singing.  It was a special moment; our own choir of angels singing from the sky! 

 

[16KJV11]

There was a special Christmas service a long, LONG time ago, in the old auditorium.  Lindsey Terry (choir director at the time) sang a solo of a new Christmas song most of us had never heard before - "Do You Hear What I Hear?"  He got to the chorus, and *surprise!* the echoing "what I hear, what I hear" was provided by the choir members who, unbeknownst to the congregation, were all sitting in the overhang sections of the balcony.  Nobody expected it, and you could hear people gasp as they looked to see who was singing.  It was a special moment; our own choir of angels singing from the sky! 

would have loved to have been there!

 

[brainisengaged]

From the mouths of babes....

Back in the old auditorium (we were instructed during the reign of JS to never refer to the old auditorium as the old auditorium...we were to reverently refer to it as The Jack Hyles Auditorium)...anyway, back in the old auditorium one December Sunday in either the very late 80's or the very early 90's, my husband had spent the afternoon rounding up visitors for the evening service, as was his habit. Said visitors were mostly young, pre-teens to teens.

Visitors were in for quite a treat! This was to be the night Mrs. Hyles stood before the congregation and gave her annual rendition of "Sweet Little Jesus Boy." About half way through the performance, one of the boys muttered, "Give it up, white lady..."

 

[GeneFrenkle]

The smell.  The old auditorium was nice...but didn't it smell a tad musty?

I would also wonder who/how they changed the lights.  And what the speakers behind the 16 panels looked like.

 

[Least of These]

If you're talking about the original auditorium, it's possible the musty smell came from the water damage when the fire was put out.  They didn't replace the green carpet, just dried it out. 

The only smell I really remember is when we had church at the Civic Center & the circus was in town.  ;D

 

[tobytyler]

If you're talking about the original auditorium, it's possible the musty smell came from the water damage when the fire was put out.  They didn't replace the green carpet, just dried it out. 

The only smell I really remember is when we had church at the Civic Center & the circus was in town.  ;D

Seems that when we were meeting in the Civic Center while the auditorium was doubled, many changes started to take effect.  I remember Bro Fisk bapitzing in the Civic Center pool and rarely would Bro Hyles baptize after moving into the "new" auditorium.  It's a shame that two generations missed out on being baptized by their pastor.  JH's excuse was that he had sooo many wanting to see him for counseling outside his door, that it'd take too much time to baptize and counsel.  He may have messed up on his priorities.  The teens of the 80's and 90's are the kids who couldn't wait to escape FBC----this is the same time period when we didn't have a hands-on pastor.  Did it go hand-in-hand?  I think so-IMHO.

 

[Least of These]

He may have messed up on his priorities.  The teens of the 80's and 90's are the kids who couldn't wait to escape FBC----this is the same time period when we didn't have a hands-on pastor.  Did it go hand-in-hand?  I think so-IMHO.

I think so, too, though I think there were always other factors involved, as well.  The whole atmosphere of the church and high school changed in the mid 70's, IMO.  I've always been glad I was there when I was, and left when I did.