Holy Trinity is a wonderful repository of stories - about the church itself through the decades, and of the people who have been worshippers, plus countless others who either had family christenings, marriages or funeral services there.
When the Holy Trinity Support Group was out on the streets with its petition seeking the retention and repair of the church, a major response among the thousands who signed was of great grandparents, grandparents, parents, aunts, uncles, brothers, sisters, cousins, and friends, who were married there. It was indeed a particularly popular setting for weddings, and that's not in the least surprising considering the beautiful setting.
Here are stories about people's links with the church. If you would like to share your memories about this holy place, please Contact Us.
A matter of trust
Many noble words have been written on the lasting significance of churches to our history and thus our way of life. Consider this fine dedication the late Dorothea I. Henslowe penned for her 1978 book Our Heritage of Anglican Churches in Tasmania:
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"To the memory of those of the past who left us a heritage of fine buildings. To those of the present who strive to preserve them and to build worthily for the future. And to those who will come after us in the hope that they will be faithful to the trust which will be theirs."
The book is an invaluable record of Anglican presence in Tasmania. Sadly, many on her detailed list of churches have gone. And more will follow. Some must be saved because they are of such importance to Tasmania that their rescue and retention demands it.
Regard these apt words from Lucien Dechaineux, designer of the Holy Trinity War Memorial Window, written in 1926:
"Speaking of Hobart's church architecture, I think pride of place must go to Trinity Church. It is such a fine old building; to look at it in the golden light of early morning up there on the hill, with its brown sides tinged to gold by the sun and the flag of St George flying from its tower, it looks as if it had stood there hundreds and hundreds of years."
He ended his tribute: "It seems to me that simplicity was the quality for which the designer of this beautiful old church aimed; and he got it. Trinity Church has a quiet and simple beauty, and simple quiet beauty is the best beauty of all."
There are the immortal lines of the poet Keats: "A thing of beauty is a joy for ever; its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness . . ."
That Holy Trinity should ever be consigned to a fate of "nothingness" is just too sad to contemplate.