The photograph is small, maybe three inches square, with a scalloped white border. It’s black and white but I see my mother’s green armchair, the one that matched the chesterfield...
Brace yourself; this may come as a shock:
Being a mother is not the most important job a woman can do.
In fact, the idea is a crock of shit....
Part Two of Two
Continuing our weekend of day drinking through Seattle, today we’ll wander through some of old Seattle’s historic saloons.
Be sure to scroll all the way down for a bonus — suggestions for a Day Three quickie into Capitol Hill....
