Sadly, this will all be torn down by the new owners, so I am glad that I got these shots before it’s all gone. I did an internet search and called my sis who is a Realtor there. I read interviews of the locals who have good memories of the restaurant and dance hall.
Whatever hopes faced those better days,
now lay wasted and abandoned in a bitter haze.
Long lost dreams cling to every wall,
remembered excitement trails down each hall.
Locals recount their fond memories there;
early morning omelets and dancing without care.
The service was excellent, the food a delight,
a woman taught her dad to swing dance late one night.
These photos will last, my words will remain,
and old memories will surface again and again.
But soon those walls will come tumbling down;
all those hopes and dreams will shatter on the ground.
Patti Hall 2014