Tonight the only place that ever felt like home caught fire. I know it may sound ridiculous to be attached to a building... but for a couple of years Old Saint George was our home. I lived there with friends who were closer than family, my wife & I were married there, and for two years I worked in the building. I have such great memories of doing concerts, cleaning up after events, and staying up all night with some of the strangest/greatest people I have ever known. There are so many memories that took place in each room. I just can't get over the feeling that a little part of all of us who invested so much time & frustration into that place might have burned out tonight. If you never got to experience it... I am truly sorry. I fear now that the people with power & money may take this opportunity to knock the rest of it down. I pray that is not true.
