I’m standing on Cherokee Street, the crane is sitting on New Street.  Around 1980 or so, somebody, maybe the city, decided to tear down the old Rialto Theater building.  When I was a kid, it was referred to as “The Rathole” and mom wouldn’t let me go there.  By the time of this picture, it had been AY’s Restaurant for a number of years and I think there had been a billiards parlor (pool hall) in that side door.  Upstairs were apartments.