I used to spend a lot of time there with friends. That's where I first discovered good craft beer. Haven't been in there forever and know they changed owners, but that's depressing.
First The Mill and now The Sanctuary!?!?!
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My fear is that is the future of the old Hawkeye Barber location, next to the still vacant Active Endeavors storefront.
TB, like many slumlords feed on the transitory nature of college students, and the other folks that flow in and out of a college town. He takes advantage of a system where it's easier to pack up and move when you graduate versus fighting back.
F***, you are old. Some of my dad’s best parenting was taking me there, and handing me a few dollars worth of quarters so I could play pinball machines with big boobed ladies on the front of the machines while he talked to Teddy and the assembled pigeons on a wire.
Yep. Started working concrete part time in January of 1971 while going to Iowa. First job was to strip forms off a wall that had been sitting over the holidays down on Abor Drive, your neck of the woods. Turned out I was taking the spot of a guy who had murdered his wife then killed himself. He wasn't a local, Kansas City guy if I remember. So I worked part time, as much as I wanted, the owner let me come and go as I could. Got a degree in business in '74 while averaging 35 hours a week for the entire year. I remember the Annex because of the shitty fill along Ralston Creek that we had to battle to put in footings in the concrete, asphalt, garbage. After graduation I kicked around in middle management for a few years at a couple large companies, didn't want to relocate for promotions, so by '78 I was back pouring concrete. Always wanted to run my own business like my grandfather, and after five years I did. Plugged away for the next 30 years...
This is why I hate rich people. They buy up whatever they want for petty reasons and don't really work so they spend all day on the internet defending their reasons.
So help me out here. The owner of the business is 6 months behind on his rent, so the landlord is in search of a new tenant who will pay his rent and the landlord is the bad guy?
Yep. Started working concrete part time in January of 1971 while going to Iowa. First job was to strip forms off a wall that had been sitting over the holidays down on Abor Drive, your neck of the woods. Turned out I was taking the spot of a guy who had murdered his wife then killed himself. He wasn't a local, Kansas City guy if I remember. So I worked part time, as much as I wanted, the owner let me come and go as I could. Got a degree in business in '74 while averaging 35 hours a week for the entire year. I remember the Annex because of the shitty fill along Ralston Creek that we had to battle to put in footings in the concrete, asphalt, garbage. After graduation I kicked around in middle management for a few years at a couple large companies, didn't want to relocate for promotions, so by '78 I was back pouring concrete. Always wanted to run my own business like my grandfather, and after five years I did. Plugged away for the next 30 years...
I will still go to Mickey’s and can’t wait until it opens in Davenport! I need to get to The Airliner for pizza soon.
You could have never played pin ball with the boys from Hills. Chew you up and spit you out. Scouting report said you gunch like a girl...
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Eclectic mix of East Side fatties, weirdos, me, and day drunks at Shakes for the Iowa game.
