We were in Canada on the 25th, so naturally we didn't go. On the 26th, when we flew back here, an anouncement was made over the airport intercom that and "inner-faith chapel" was opened for people who missed out on yesterday's service. I jokingly asked my dad: "You want to go get churched at the inner-city chapel", to which he replied, "I don't have time for hoakey shit like that." Good man.