Joe
Seattle
Growing up, my parents had a picture of this on the wall in the dining room. I asked my dad what it was and he said “it’s where we put Aunt Susie when she was bad.” I just took his word for it, until I grew up and knew better :)
It was funny to see the place where they “put Aunt Susie” after all these years.
joie de vivre
Bellevue
My parents used to refer to the water tower in Volunteer Park as Babar’s Tower. I don’t know why they did this, other than to spark my imagination. For a long time I thought it was built by Babar the Elephant and his lovely Queen Celeste.
Another story about buildings viewed as a child – I would look out of my grandmother’s apartment window on Boren, and I’d see the Olive Tower. When I was little, I imagined that the Olive Tower was completely filled with olives, just like those bottles of bottles of green olives that you see in the store? When I got to be a little older, I was more sophisticated, and thought it was an olive packing factory.
Imagine my disappointment when I got to be even older, and I realized it was just an apartment building on Olive Way.
