Ordinary Beauty

Photo used without permission of the Seattle Post Intelligencer

Seattle’s Pike Place Market is well known for “flying fish”, a giant bronze Pig, and, The Clock, a triangulation of landmarks which has become a common meeting place for folks gathering in The Market.

Last Thursday night, I gathered there with half a dozen friends and two dozen strangers for something that is much less well known, but much more thrilling, a Ghost Tour of The Market led by Mercedes Yeager.

I’ve known Mercedes for years, since those four years that I lived in The Market, but Thursday night as she led us through The Market and told us its stories, I finally got to see her in her milieu, and it was a delightful (Halloween) treat.

Her tour I now deem a “Must”. Mercedes truly regaled us with story. After more than four years of intimate involvement at the Pike Place Market, and almost fifty years of experience in Seattle, you’d think I would know something of this world. I guess I do. But Mercedes Yeager puts a tasty, sultry spin on Seattle’s history.

If you are looking for something to do with those out-of-town visitors, do this.

So, Michelle tells me, “I think I saw you in the new ‘Seattle Metropolitan’, that Brides of March thing.”
Weird. But I have worn the white wedding gown a couple of times for the traipse through Seattle streets to blissfully wed some phallic object or another in our landscape, so, it was entirely possible that my vestal-vixen-ish self was on the pages of this new Seattle mag.

Indeed, c’est moi.

Now I have to poke around and see what the scoop is for this year’s affair.

By the way, although I did wed the Space Needle and the Hammering Man (and some man named Tim), I am currently un-wed.

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So, my friend Ivan Cockrum who is pretty much THE instigator of the Seattle chapter of Brides of March, passed along to me this review in “The Stranger” of the new rag, “Seattle Metropolitan”. I have to concur with Mr. Constant’s assessment, although Met, as Constant dubs it, does somehow seem the perfect voice for all those faux Cool kids who get smashed in Fremont these days.