The morning sun rose over the Hudson Valley, casting a warm golden light through the stained-glass lancet windows of the small stone chapel in Rhinebeck. The church, built in 1840 from fieldstone and aged oak, was nestled on a bluff overlooking the river, surrounded by weeping willows and flaming crimson maples. Inside, the chapel was adorned with white garden roses, eucalyptus, and flickering beeswax candles. There was no media, no…
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