The more that I hear about this wonderful tradition, the more pride I have for being a part of it. Like all good traditions, no one is quite sure when it began but one thing is for sure, this community is very proud of it. From lighting and to fog machines, music to staging, this gift to ourselves is as much a process of love as a performance. Like any experience, the memory lives longer than the performance and this congregation is committed to a positive memory living on and on. From the several sources, I’ve learned that this pageant is a hereditary gift from one generation to the next with our students leading students and leaders serving each other. What a blessing!