When my parents retired to Nevada City in 2013, I started attending Trinity with them when I would visit from the Bay Area, and it became my home church away from home. Episcopal churches are often small, warm, full of music, and welcoming, but even by that standard I found Trinity special. I’m not an active member of the community, but the community and its space have made a big impression on me in my occasional visits. Its Victorian building, one of the oldest standing in town, roots the beauty of the Anglican tradition in the area’s early rough-and-ready mining town history, and whenever I’m there it reminds me that the Church is everywhere, and in every time. That reminder has helped as I’ve moved several times throughout the west, and joined and left several church communities, all the while keeping Trinity in my heart as my church away from home.