This church was built from lumber sawed from logs that were in a logjam on the Shoshone River, a short distance from where the Church stood. Our grandfather Wasden was bishop of the congregation for 13 years. Dad (Russell Blood) bought the building and tore it down in the 1950s, using lumber to build an addition to our family home. One of my recurring dreams is a dream that there is a secret and wondrous room in the attic of this building. Dad used to dream that he had to put the building back together after he had torn it down, along with Uncle Norman Sorensen. While they were tearing the building down, they discovered a huge honey hive in the walls, and had the honey extracted. At one point, the entire roof structure collapsed and nearly came down on top of them. Miraculously, Dad and Uncle Norman escaped. The girls used to go over and practice the piano. The building served as a community center for many years, and was the site of old-fashioned country dances with fiddles sawing away until early morning hours. Two outhouses provided the facilities. Those of us who grew up while the Church building was there still miss it. The Church was a legacy of the struggling pioneers who were the first farmers in the valley. For the bill that itemizes the kinds of furniture and their costs for this Church, see the post below. Be sure to double-click the copy of the bill so you can read it clearly.