During winters in Chicago, my thoughts drifted to summers in Seattle and the Scandiuzzi Writers Room on the ninth floor of the Seattle Central Library.
I love your writing and your illustrations, this one hit hard especially since I love Seattle and miss it but I scarcely remember the Seatle I love anymore because of tech encroaching upon most obvious remnants of culture :( this was a beautiful reminder of what has existed and still does exist
Thank you! So happy this post revived happy memories for you. It’s more difficult to find what I always loved about Seattle. So many changes, but much still appeals to me!
Not sure if this answers your question, but the student i talked with in my office received her degree and went on to an academic career. She achieved by simply being better than most others at what she did!
Even though I never got to the Scandiuzzi I was thrilled to relive my visits to the Seattle Central Library through your eyes! You make it come alive again. Thanks!
You are so welcome! I am happy to hear your reaction. Such a fascinating building. I have no idea what made the library feel like home during those summers, but it provided a remarkably productive and stimulating space.
Each edition of your Meanders is increasingly engaging and scrumptious, Susan. Your stories for another time, and your delightful illustrations, entice me in anticipation of the next installment. If I'd encountered your knitted crossing flag at the crosswalk, I'd have been tempted to walk all the way home waving it to add to my flag collection. I'd probably have left it, though, then staked out that crosswalk to see how many people made extra crossings to carry/wave your flag. I'm hoping wherever the knitted crossing flag now resides, the current holder will see this substack and let you know its current whereabouts. Let us know if they do! Until then, I'm anxiously awaiting your next meander as I dream of visiting the Seattle Central Library.
Thank you for your continuing encouragement, Kayt. I never thought of that! Maybe someone still has the flag and will recognize themself in my essay. I still like to trek over to the Seattle Central Library now and then, so if you're ever here for a visit, let's go! Next two meanderings are back to the Shetland Islands during my university years.
I love your writing and your illustrations, this one hit hard especially since I love Seattle and miss it but I scarcely remember the Seatle I love anymore because of tech encroaching upon most obvious remnants of culture :( this was a beautiful reminder of what has existed and still does exist
Thank you! So happy this post revived happy memories for you. It’s more difficult to find what I always loved about Seattle. So many changes, but much still appeals to me!
Regarding the student’s identity, how did she navigate it?
Not sure if this answers your question, but the student i talked with in my office received her degree and went on to an academic career. She achieved by simply being better than most others at what she did!
Again, so wonderful to experience chapters of your so very interesting and layered life! Thank you! 💓
Thank you, Sue. Not everyone would think a summer of research and writing as interesting! A "layered life"? I need to think about that ....
Even though I never got to the Scandiuzzi I was thrilled to relive my visits to the Seattle Central Library through your eyes! You make it come alive again. Thanks!
You are so welcome! I am happy to hear your reaction. Such a fascinating building. I have no idea what made the library feel like home during those summers, but it provided a remarkably productive and stimulating space.
Each edition of your Meanders is increasingly engaging and scrumptious, Susan. Your stories for another time, and your delightful illustrations, entice me in anticipation of the next installment. If I'd encountered your knitted crossing flag at the crosswalk, I'd have been tempted to walk all the way home waving it to add to my flag collection. I'd probably have left it, though, then staked out that crosswalk to see how many people made extra crossings to carry/wave your flag. I'm hoping wherever the knitted crossing flag now resides, the current holder will see this substack and let you know its current whereabouts. Let us know if they do! Until then, I'm anxiously awaiting your next meander as I dream of visiting the Seattle Central Library.
Thank you for your continuing encouragement, Kayt. I never thought of that! Maybe someone still has the flag and will recognize themself in my essay. I still like to trek over to the Seattle Central Library now and then, so if you're ever here for a visit, let's go! Next two meanderings are back to the Shetland Islands during my university years.
Beautiful stories, love your illustrations!
Thank you, Bree. I do enjoy painting the illustrations.