February 6, 2009
While our historic location suits our identity, the tiny sinks and toilets that the kiddies left behind did not. And our conference room was an embarrassment when we ushered in visitors, from the modest to the mighty. The walls are now a tasteful taupe; carpet is on the way; and new windows keep out the noise of produce trucks and car alarms.
Eventually we’d like to replace our circa 1980s furniture and well-scuffed floors. (In a continuing link to the community’s youth, a pack of boy scouts meet in the building on weekends.) For now, we’re feeling much more civilized.