Visiting my old mother church

Yesterday, we visited my mother church near UCLA.  Jennifer and I attended this church when I was a UCLA grad student.  That was umpteen years ago.  The building looked the same.  Most of the people were different.  We still know a few old faithful brothers and sisters in the church.   Both Jennifer and I were baptized in this church.  We were also married in this church.  The visit brought up a lot of nostalgic sentiments