Long after The Loose Caboose closed, Katie Guidry still found herself returning to the bar she first walked into at sixteen years old.
Sitting on the creaking wooden benches outside, six-pack in hand, she’d reminisce. “I would just sit by myself and think…man, I miss all my friends,” she remembers. If only someone would do something with the old building.
Now, nearly half a decade later, two to three nights a week, the two long wooden tables are bustling with patrons chit-chatting and taking smoke breaks from the shows happening inside. Most of those nights, Guidry is somewhere around: tending bar, doing sound or hidden away behind piles of paperwork in her small office…