EDITOR’S NOTE: Move over, renowned Memphis columnist Wendi C. Thomas. You’ve got company. In case you don’t know her, meet Memphian Marvis M. Rodgers who, if anyone didn’t know any better, they’d sense this Trezevant High alum was a veteran journalist, a crafty, sharp columnist who knew how to drive her point across and leave readers virtually in awe, virtually in wonderment, virtually, well…you get the picture. Speaking of picture, no one, it seemed could paint a vivid picture of the untimely closing, the official destruction of a historic, tradition-rich Memphis landmark in the inner city like Rodgers. Think I’m kidding? Take a read for yourself. — Andre T. Johnson
COMMENTARY BY GUEST COLUMNIST MARVIS M. RODGERS
Rode down Frayser Boulevard Tuesday afternoon and noticed that they are demolishing what once was one of the most frequented, iconic fast food joints/meeting places in the “Bay” Area, the “Old” Krystal (restaurant).
I parked across the street and sat there thinking of all the memories as the bulldozer ploughed through the rubble.
If this place could talk, it would tell you how Frayser was once predominantly White and, as the years passed, many of the Caucasians migrated and African-Americans moved in and gladly received and embraced their new homes.
Krystal was the meeting place for the senior citizens of Frayser in the morning and a haven for young folks at night.
If you missed the morning news, all you had to do was stop by Krystal, because the seniors were reading the morning paper and could tell you anything you wanted to know.
On the way from the club, your night was not complete unless you stopped by Krystal before going home.
Everything happened at Krystal, from meeting up with the dude or broad you met at the club to witnessing arguments of those who may have been a little too tipsy from the club.
That outfit that you thought you were so fresh in at the club had to be showcased at Krystal while waiting 30 minutes for your order.
Whether you had spent all your money in the club and only had enough left for Krystals or you were a baller who just wanted a bag full of Krystals.
Krystal was the spot.
I sat there with tears in my eyes, thinking of the sweet memories at this place.
Anybody that’s a real vet from the “Bay” knows what I’m talking about.
Not sure of what they will build in your spot.
But Krystal, I want you to know that even though you are gone, you will never be forgotten.
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