At one time there was an equivalent of the Icehouse in every city in the United States. It had a bar, served beer, and had domino tables, pool tables and served both men and women. It was a social center where the gossip of the day prevailed and recreation was offered.
I went over to the chapel early to get my flu shot. There were a lot of people there, some on crutches and some in wheel chairs. The nurse who stabbed me did not hurt a bit. She said she had experienced a lot of shots.