Over the years, the ten-foot-high fiberglass steeple had gradually weakened. The hot sun and brutal winters had changed it into a streaked and stained obelisk. Its coat of paint was flaking and splintering and its cracks widening. The “case of the stained steeple” went on the council agenda. After a year of debate it was decided that it should be removed from the church roof, even though it was the one visible identifier that distinguished the building from the dentist’s office to the east and the funeral home to the west. Perhaps by becoming more anonymous the church would attract some drop-ins.
So the steeple came down and was carted off to a field just to the south of the building. The council neglected to decide on its disposal, so there it rested, just on the other side of a small berm. The grass grew high (natural landscaping) and soon the steeple was forgotten.