Front view of Holy Redeemer Church in Belize City, 1915
When we lived in Belize City, every Sunday, like clockwork, mass at Holy Redeemer! We always sat in the same place, on the side by the canal, and the unusual mixture of smells, sewage, incense and perfume, are part of my memories. If I think of Holy Redeemer, I think of that. Yes, Holy Redeemer is central to my memories.
Photograph courtesy Belize Abroad
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