Rialto. It’s a name that has graced the fronts of hotels from Venice to Victoria, Barcelona to Warsaw, and, for a time, a hotel in Eads. Aside from referencing an ancient island in Venice, the word itself means “a place of trade or exchange, a theater district”. It’s difficult to believe that such a worldly, almost timeless name would be attached to the modest two story building on Maine Street. But what The Rialto is now is not what it once was when graceful porches looked down on the street below, and its halls were filled with the conversations of oil men and cowboys, lawyers and teachers and a variety of travelers caught by dust storms or snow storms or both.