The Bath House has always held special memories for me, as a life-long lover of White Rock Lake, as I grew up here and returned upon retirement. When I was a child, I squeezed between ill-fitting gates to play within its abandoned structure. When I was a young boy, its veranda provided lessons in photographic perspective as well as fanning the flames of young love at sundown.
Nowadays, Casey and I love to stop by to see what new and exciting things are on display in the galleries. And the theater offers such cultural diversity from as near as the neighborhood to as far away as Bath Spa University!