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admin — Sat, 26 Apr 2008 18:10:38 -0500

An oral history from David Coy

You know [as a boy] we’d come around in a skiff, and we’d climb up the anchor chains on these sailing ships and get right up on the bowsprit and jump. That was probably back around ‘32, ‘34, something like that. We had a houseboat and my dad would pull it with a boat, and we’d come into the moorage and hook up the water and put the clamp on, twist the wires together, and boom we’re in business. And we’d stay wherever, and we’d move again.

From Tom Sandry

rosalie — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 17:06:30 -0500

An Oral History

When the streetcar turned west on 34th, I would usually see a couple of ships tied up at the docks along Northlake Way, near the barrel factory. When the streetcar turned to cross the Fremont bridge, on our left, there was this huge screaming sawmill, Bryant Lumber Company.

From Emily Inez Denny

rosalie — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 17:05:19 -0500

An Oral History

When Seattle Was A Village the game was not then all destroyed; water fowl were numerous on the lakes and bays and the boys of the family often went shooting.

From Sophie Fry Bass

rosalie — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 17:04:13 -0500

An Oral History

When I was a little girl, I first saw Lake Union surrounded by giant trees. There were deer runs and bear trails, and my parents warned me of cougars that lay on the branches of firs and cedars.

From Richard Amberson

rosalie — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 16:41:48 -0500

An Oral History

I was a teenager at the time of the war and in Lake Union was a beautiful, large, four-masted sailing ship, which was interned throughout the course of the war. Its name was the Fantome.

From David Coy

rosalie — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 16:37:42 -0500

An Oral History

You know [as a boy] we’d come around in a skiff, and we’d climb up the anchor chains on these sailing ships and get right up on the bowsprit and jump.