The Seville Theatre, that once venerable cinema palace, is falling down. Literally.
After decades of neglect, the bulldozers arrived this morning and are in the process of yanking out the steel girders and tearing down the front wall.
The whole place will be gone by nightfall.
My homeless friends, who are parked on the sidewalk when I walk by on my way to and from work every day, have already begun migrating to new patches in this woebegone end of Ste. Catherine St.
Now they really need to move on.
Walking by this morning, I was reminded of my first days as a columnist -- in those days, I was writing the city column. On my second day on the job, I wrote this piece about Janet MacKinnon, who was campaigning to save the theatre.
But Montreal, was in dire financial shape in the 1980s and early 1990s, barely staying afloat.
Fare thee well.