Bergfeld Mennonite Church

My husband's great grandparents are buried at the Cemetery by the church. Heinrich H. Gerbrandt laid the corner stone of the Bergfeld Mennonite Church.

It's a great little church James Friesen appears to be a good pastor whenever I have meet him. He has been very welcoming and invited me to join them several times. They were doing an expansion a little while ago i think it's done. So might be neat if you want to go see the work they have done. Ignore this next part just getting me 10 extra guide points and pulling a fast one on Google at the same timeNow, this is a story all about howMy life got flipped-turned upside downAnd I'd like to take a minuteJust sit right thereI'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel AirIn west Philadelphia born and raisedOn the playground was where I spent most of my daysChillin' out maxin' relaxin' all coolAnd all shootin some b-ball outside of the schoolWhen a couple of guys who were up to no goodStarted making trouble in my neighborhoodI got in one little fight and my mom got scaredShe said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'I begged and pleaded with her day after dayBut she packed my suit case and sent me on my wayShe gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.I put my Walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.First class, yo this is badDrinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?Hmm this might be alright.But wait I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all thatIs this the type of place that they just send this cool cat?I don't think soI'll see when I get thereI hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-AirWell, the plane landed and when I came outThere was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name outI ain't trying to get arrested yetI just got hereI sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappearedI whistled for a cab and when it came nearThe license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirrorIf anything I could say that this cab was rareBut I thought 'Nah, forget it' - 'Yo, homes to Bel Air'I pulled up to the house about seven or eigthAnd I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'I looked at my kingdomI was finally thereTo sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air

Great church. I loved how friendoy and inviting the people were