Susan Friedland

I know nothing of the church's politics or liturgy but I do know the church is a terrible neighbor. In the winter, they do not shovel their sidewalks after a snow storm; in the summer the battleship that is the air-conditioning on their roof emits an unremitting noise, disturbing all who live near the building. They claim not to have enough money to properly insulate the air-conditioner, yet they found the money to rehabilitate their bells, which play pop tunes from time to time on no regular schedule. I hope they do not hide behind their Saturday morning food distribution as evidence of their charitable instincts--though exemplary their thoughtlessness toward their immediate neighbors is shameful.The church's priorities are a mystery and their self-serving policies are a stain on the entire Presbyterian denomination. P.S. Turns out the food distribution program is not theirs but rather the Episcopal church on Tenth Street; recipients merely line up beside First Pres.