May 6, 2010
Sometimes the loss of a building -- or a business -- is more than just a newly vacant lot or a personal inconvenience. Such was the case this morning with the news of a major fire at the Lark Tavern in Albany's Lark Street/Pine Hills area.
Long the gathering spot for a wide range and a long succession of local characters, the Lark was the kind of place where you could feel the spirit of Ole Albany within, and that empty barstool felt like it was occcupied by a ghost from Bill Kennedy's imagination. The front room was where you got caught up with those pals you haven't seen in a while or your new co-workers; the back room was where you got to hear the city's creative voices.
Our thoughts today are with our good friend Tess Collins. Here's to hoping she can somehow find the energy to pick up the pieces and bring back the magic.