This is Seattle like I remember it, like I remember from the first days back in 1984. Cool September mornings, maple leaves two hands wide, the fresh watered air waking me as I loped down Mercer St. toward the Rep. New beginnings in a new school year, children dressed in uniforms (plaid skirts for the …
cobbling together the artist's life…coaching, acting, photography, writing, and music…
JEFF BERRYMAN 