I never knew Noel Chester or even any of the bartenders that well (I'm not a particularly outgoing regular), but for the 5 years of legal drinking age that I lived in Tucson, the District was "my" bar. The drinks were cheap and strong ($3 for a Miller High Life and a shot of Old Crow, please), the booths were cozy, the decor was haphazard, and the jukebox was the best in town. I spent many nights there with friends, and sometimes alone, talking to interesting people and feeling (so unlike how I felt in the trendy clubs nearby) as though I was in a place where I belonged.
A dive bar is a beautiful and fragile thing. Find one you love and support it. They need you, and we need them.
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A dive bar is a beautiful and fragile thing. Find one you love and support it. They need you, and we need them.