my good ol' buddy brady came up to washington to see a friend and luckily i was able to steal him away for a few hours.
we bonded over dinner, church, the monks and bubble tea - a great "seattle" thing.
We randomly met Grace, a 102 year old bundle of joy who expressed that her longevity is only due to a positive attitude. Heather and I found ourselves in tears when we had to say goodbye.
We found an old-school bookstore where we spent time looking for Waldo and also reading Shel Silversten poems. In fact, I read aloud to the whole store at the owners request