I had occasion to travel back to my home town this summer (my mom passed away), and attend a Sunday morning service at the Episcopal church I grew up in. The service had 10 people in attendance. When I was a boy Sunday service in the summer typically had around 100. Two men introduced themselves thus: "My name is < blank>, and this is my partner < blank>".
I left the service muttering to myself, "dead, dead as a doornail".
Good town for Business, hunh?