My friend Kevin had mentioned a small stone chapel in Fayetteville not far from my work. I went hunting for it one day and discovered a little slice of heaven, St. Catherines at Bell Gable. There is a small stone chapel, a creak with stone benches next to it, beautiful green lawns, and a quaintness you can't buy at Walmart.
I took Vanessa and Charleigh there on Friday, and it was like the final scene of Notting Hill - there was a long-haired man practicing karate. There was a group of elderly people driving a Model-T around in the parking lot. There was a lady reading by the creek.
I think I will go back there often.