Temperatures were in the 30’s today but skies were clear and blue so we bundled up and went for a walk at Seward Park. But first we stopped by Columbia City, one of Seattle’s old neighborhoods, full of charm and memories for my husband who grew up there.
We started with breakfast at Geraldine’s Counter
where the walls couldn’t talk so I asked Bob instead.
“This used to be the drugstore,” he told me. “I bought comic books here; actually they were Bantam Books about battles from World War 2.”
I bought comic books from a drugstore too when I was a kid for thirteen cents a piece. Archie comic books – remember Archie, Betty, Veronica, and Jughead? – I wish I still had them.
After breakfast we crossed the street to Halvorson’s Ten Cent store – not anymore of course – where Bob worked as a boy, stocking shelves and doing other odd jobs.
“Did I ever tell you the story about how I broke the corner glass window when I was twelve?” Bob is full of stories – this one not his fault.
The old school, barber shop, bakery and butcher shop were still standing as was the house where he spent most of his childhood.
One block over was steep 42nd street where he rode on the handlebars of the bike being furiously peddled downhill by his neighbor John Malzberger. (No helmets in those days in case you wondered.) And where another time he rode his own bike down the hill but the caliper brakes didn’t work so he stopped the only way he could think of – by putting his foot into the spokes. Oh yes, he stopped. Rather suddenly too and his bike flipped a few times in the air before landing upright. (You gotta wonder how he survived childhood.)
Enough nostalgia – it was time for our walk so we headed to Seward Park where we took the trail along the lake and enjoyed the views under the bluest skies you’ve ever seen – yes, in Seattle.
It was a day well spent.