Robertson Memorial Fieldhouse is coming down. The name has been removed from the front, and demolition crews have started descending on the old hangars. It’s had a good run.

I have a certain amount of nostalgia for the old place. But at the same time, I’m not all broken up by its departure. It’s not an architecturally significant building. It’s not really even that old. I have a lot of memories of concerts and events that I’ve attended there, and the place certainly had character. I’ll miss it.

But the new venue will be very nice and tailored to Bradley’s needs. And we’ll just have to start making new memories.