Opinion: Bertha’s history with Baltimore would be hard to leave in the past

What a strange situation: Bertha’s, the very much beloved corner bar — the corner-est of bars of Baltimore, actually, if you consider its location — sits like a rock on Fells Point Square, still very much with us. The green walls are still bowed and glowing inside, but the occasion of its apparently imminent auction tempts me to wander into past tense as if this beautiful, above-surface submarine vibe of a drinking establishment is already gone. But it’s not. You can go right now down to the bar, get a pint, and contemplate the 18th century derriere image hanging behind the bar, painted by the late great trickster/historian Bob Eney.