The Shrine has a sense of peacefulness though on a hill above the traffic of the parkway. It is open to all.

The approach to the Shrine is down a cobblestone road, Wakefield, and past the porches of several houses. Even the bricks of the pathway in the Shrine, the way they are placed, have a modesty. At the far side of the pathway, past the wooden benches, is a very small spring.

Folks care for the Shrine, from cleaning to planting flowers. Stella, I hope I've remembered her name correctly, is the lady in the photo of a photo. She was a very devout person who shared her faith by her way of being and who looked after the Shrine for many years.