I noticed some heart-wrenching stories/recollections/memories about this former building in other threads and just lit started a candle.

I was in it the day prior learning the ropes of the oil & gas business with my dad. Day of, I was at my college job serving espresso and fancy desserts. It took a while to reach my dad. He was in Dallas and like a pre-Raphaelite (may he rest in peace) hadn't listenened to the AM or FM news all day. I said a prayer and went to class.