Jerusalem Souvenir

My mother was a traveller - and a keeper of souvenirs. 

Going through her things recently, I came across this visitor card she picked up at a small church in Jerusalem in 1966.

While visiting me, she had attended a service at the Baptist Church.

I didn't attend the church at the time, but I later became a regular attendee. 

Seeing the picture brought back memories of people I met there who became dear friends. The power of a simple souvenir!