Our history
Seventy years of ministry in Hanahan.
YPPC began as a hope shared by a handful of families. Most of the story since has happened in the small, ordinary work of showing up — Sunday after Sunday, season after season.
Timeline
- 1952
A vision in Hanahan
Members of Park Circle Presbyterian Church in North Charleston begin imagining a new congregation in the growing town of Hanahan.
- 1953
First building
The original church building is completed. Today it serves as our Fellowship Hall — the room where coffee still gets poured after worship every Sunday.
- October 23, 1955
Chartered
YPPC is formally chartered with 109 members drawn from 45 families. The date remains the anniversary the congregation marks each fall.
- 1956
First installed pastor
Rev. Warren Wardlaw is called as the first installed pastor. The Education building is added the same year to support the growing Sunday School.
- 1960
Memorial Hall
Memorial Hall is constructed, adding the meeting and fellowship space the congregation had outgrown.
- 1968
A new sanctuary
The current sanctuary is built and dedicated — the worship space the congregation still gathers in every Sunday morning.
- 1970s–2013
A succession of pastors
YPPC is led, in turn, by Rev. Walter E. Hickman Jr., Dr. James T. Frazier, Rev. C. O. Magee, Dr. William K. Neely, Dr. Cliff H. McLeod Jr., and Rev. E. D. Clem.
- 2013–2021
A season of supply
For eight years the congregation is served faithfully by a sequence of supply pastors and interim leaders while the search for the next installed pastor continues.
- August 2021
A new chapter begins
Rev. Dr. Cameron Smith is called as the church's next installed pastor. A Lowcountry native, she is installed that October.
- Today
A community still being shaped
Seventy years on from those first 109 members, YPPC continues as a diverse and open community of Christ's disciples — sharing the teachings of Jesus in all of life.
The story continues.
A church history isn't really told in chartering dates or building years. It's told in baptisms, in funerals, in the funeral home parking lot where someone you hardly know hands you a casserole. We're grateful for those who built what we've inherited — and we're still figuring out, together, what to add to it.