I was first in the UA in January of 1975, just before the Dumochelle auction. Everything was still in place. The carved lobby furniture, the light fixtures, projectors, the Wurlitzer pipe organ. It could have been reopened after a week’s cleaning. The next time I was in the building was in the early 90’s, the wood barriers that covered the front doors had fallen. Two friends and I went into the theatre at night, in the dead of winter. The basement was full of water, the stage floor had warped, and much of the ceiling had fallen to the floor. We could see stars in the sky through the holes in the ceiling/roof.
We knew then it was beyond saving.