She’s for sale, very run down, and in need of a paintjob.

My Grandmother’s sorority used to meet here. I registered my first car here.

My Mom’s wedding was here, as was many family reunions,

Bradford Days, and family n friends weddings too. At one event the light fell from

 the ceiling and landed on a pregnant woman who was fine, and the party went on.

Remembering things in the past is fun. Walking down memory lane. A little bit of nostalgia.

I hope whoever buys her keeps her the way she was, it should be designated historic, and I have no idea why it is not.