Much of the family’s social life revolved around the Euclid Avenue United Brethren church.
It’s where my parents met as part of the youth program, for one thing, and where we worshiped until buying a house across town when I was five.
It grew out of the Summit Street congregation led by bishop Milton Wright, father of the aviation pioneers, before a division in the denomination.
By the time I came along, they were now Evangelical United Brethren but failed to adapt to the racially changing neighborhood. They sold the 1910 structure to the Mount Enon Missionary Baptist church, which appears to be thriving.