Searching for a spiritual home where the public address system is wired in such a way that the week’s headlining minister-in-rotation is sporadically drowned out by passing CBers? Look no further than Easton Church of Christ! Situated at the junction of Central and Depot Streets, ECofC lies just down the road from Carl Conrads's Soldiers & Sailors monument, dwarfing the one in Braintree. ECofC’s main entrance sports no fewer than eight (8) gools, which double as the portico's support columns, making it far easier to remain it-free than at most churches. Another redeeming architectural feature is the main building’s uncommonly low eaves for a leg up onto the sanctuary roof. You'd be truly blessed to find some other church that makes ascension this effortless! While not a total deal-breaker, ever since the back lot got paved over, finding that perfect rock to throw at bats is more difficult than is suitable, so I have to knock off one star. On the plus side, one need only scout the adjacent woods to track down a saint’s favorite field ration, the secretive wintergreen berry. Now, if you're not already reaching for the collection plate, say Amenities: Attend potluck luncheons showcasing ten different takes on lasagna. Attend potluck services on Wed nights that serve up nothing but choice cuts of lean hymn, not oily Top 40. Get written in the Book of Life in style with mini liturgical vessels made of genuine glass. Only got a NKJV, you say? No problem. Didn't catch that last hymnal number? Colorful late-stagers got your back! Blue Books? Check. Panoramic nursery? Check. Amillennialism? Check. All this and no moody organists to trip over.