They know who they are, so say “Hello” – you won’t know where you will end up unless you try. Unknown is the hot dance floor, the men, the urgency of the moment, the men, being able to talk to someone and did I mention the men? Most of us have been burned out by the stand & model bars, always good to know of places like the Eagle where the men aren’t trying to impress everyone. Those who have never walked in the doors have no idea what it is really like. The Eagle opened the doors over 28 years ago and as the city around it, the changes are too many to list. They purchased the bar and returned it to its old glory. They did their best, but The Eagle was nearing an end. After the first owner lost his battle to a foe that has taken too many, his family took over. Then it was reopened as the Atlanta Eagle. So with black paint cans in hand, it closed. 1987 the doors opened at 306 Ponce de Leon, Renegade’s Bar and Grille. The place was closed and a new location was found. The neighborhood had changed from gay biker bars to frat boy hang outs.
The Eagle’s history began like so many others, in 1985 the writing was on the walls for the Texas Drilling Company.
