A ceiling in the ballroom came crashing down.

Even though we might not own it, we're hoping to negotiate an agreement with a buyer that will allow the club to continue to meet there on the second Saturday of every month.

Every service organization I know is struggling with declining membership, and revenue.

On Saturday afternoons today, you'll find women spending time with their families, traveling or at the gym.

We have to sell. There's simply no way we can afford to keep the building up.

I stopped making movies because I don't like taking my clothes off. Maybe it's realism, but in my opinion, it's utter filth.