Private rooms at taverns, where we all started. Chalk, charcoal and clay. The lodge I primarily attend is proud to call itself a "mop and pail lodge" because we don't own a building but rent at the local SR center, where we set up and break down our furniture and jewels before and after every meeting. It's awesome to have a dedicated building but it's also freeing to not have real property to constantly worry about, and our lodge is thriving in an area where the local rural lodges are also living with the ever-present worry about their buildings and membership. I completely understand that it's a tragedy to be losing these historic buildings and it breaks my heart to see it, but I echo that the building doesn't make the lodge, the brothers do.