Barnswallow Bar

If you are looking for a dive, you have found it.
Now its been a year or so since I’ve been there but last time I was there, there was still a hole in the floor in front of the bar covered with particle board. A really old dude getting drunk with a lady that was old enough to be his mother. A bartender and several hard living locals.
They have beer and liquor. They have mixed drinks (as long as its rum going into coke).
Its worth the trip to go there. I’ve seen some great games of pool there, a fat lady take her shirt off at the bar, an ugly dude take home a situationally pretty lesbian, and 1 dude drinking pitcher after pitcher after pitcher of beer and then fall out the door and start walking through yards and fields to get home.
When you get into Bancroft, the Barn Swallow is right next to the train tracks (its so close to the tracks that you can’t hear the juke box or yell loud enough for a refill) on the east side. It is the place with the banner that reads «Beer Drinker’s Welcome [sic].»
As for hours of operation bartenders discretion. But if you’re buying they are staying open.