The walls of a 19th century church are cracking and falling away, and you try to save them, because you can’t save your father. The stained glass is brittle, the shallow panes in their thin iron veins darkened by damp and squatters’ fires, and the lime mortar used as a stop gap, to fill the holes of swallows and spider silk, looks jammed and fudged. … Continue reading Historic Preservation I by John Moessner