With the scent of the fresh waters, leading into the Ballard locks of Seattle, filling our pollution weary lungs, my partner and I used to take an evening stroll through our neighborhood. We always discussed the small house which looked loved but lonely among overgrowth and a blooming commercial area. Who lived there? It looked so out of place amidst the new condos and ever-expanding businesses.
We would later find out that Edith Macefield lived there and refused the million dollar offers from developers. While cement was laid all around her home, she still refused to budge. All day and all night construction crews built around her beloved house. 90 year old Edith stayed put and became what legends of courage are made of.
Last year Edith died, but her inspiration will live on in many people from Seattle and around the world whom she will never know. A local tattoo parlor began tattooing a picture of Edith’s house on the bodies of those who need a reminder that big corporations and big money can not and should not buy our souls. We must not sell out that which we love; or those that we love. No, Virginia, everything does NOT have a price.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Tattoo of Courage, Thanks to a 90 Year Old
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With the scent of the fresh waters, leading into the Ballard locks of Seattle, filling our pollution weary lungs, my partner and I used to take an evening stroll through our neighborhood. We always discussed the small house which looked loved but lonely among overgrowth and a blooming commercial area. Who lived there? It looked so out of place amidst the new condos and ever-expanding businesses.
We would later find out that Edith Macefield lived there and refused the million dollar offers from developers. While cement was laid all around her home, she still refused to budge. All day and all night construction crews built around her beloved house. 90 year old Edith stayed put and became what legends of courage are made of.
Last year Edith died, but her inspiration will live on in many people from Seattle and around the world whom she will never know. A local tattoo parlor began tattooing a picture of Edith’s house on the bodies of those who need a reminder that big corporations and big money can not and should not buy our souls. We must not sell out that which we love; or those that we love. No, Virginia, everything does NOT have a price.
With the scent of the fresh waters, leading into the Ballard locks of Seattle, filling our pollution weary lungs, my partner and I used to take an evening stroll through our neighborhood. We always discussed the small house which looked loved but lonely among overgrowth and a blooming commercial area. Who lived there? It looked so out of place amidst the new condos and ever-expanding businesses.
We would later find out that Edith Macefield lived there and refused the million dollar offers from developers. While cement was laid all around her home, she still refused to budge. All day and all night construction crews built around her beloved house. 90 year old Edith stayed put and became what legends of courage are made of.
Last year Edith died, but her inspiration will live on in many people from Seattle and around the world whom she will never know. A local tattoo parlor began tattooing a picture of Edith’s house on the bodies of those who need a reminder that big corporations and big money can not and should not buy our souls. We must not sell out that which we love; or those that we love. No, Virginia, everything does NOT have a price.
With the scent of the fresh waters, leading into the Ballard locks of Seattle, filling our pollution weary lungs, my partner and I used to take an evening stroll through our neighborhood. We always discussed the small house which looked loved but lonely among overgrowth and a blooming commercial area. Who lived there? It looked so out of place amidst the new condos and ever-expanding businesses.
We would later find out that Edith Macefield lived there and refused the million dollar offers from developers. While cement was laid all around her home, she still refused to budge. All day and all night construction crews built around her beloved house. 90 year old Edith stayed put and became what legends of courage are made of.
Last year Edith died, but her inspiration will live on in many people from Seattle and around the world whom she will never know. A local tattoo parlor began tattooing a picture of Edith’s house on the bodies of those who need a reminder that big corporations and big money can not and should not buy our souls. We must not sell out that which we love; or those that we love. No, Virginia, everything does NOT have a price.
With the scent of the fresh waters, leading into the Ballard locks of Seattle, filling our pollution weary lungs, my partner and I used to take an evening stroll through our neighborhood. We always discussed the small house which looked loved but lonely among overgrowth and a blooming commercial area. Who lived there? It looked so out of place amidst the new condos and ever-expanding businesses.
We would later find out that Edith Macefield lived there and refused the million dollar offers from developers. While cement was laid all around her home, she still refused to budge. All day and all night construction crews built around her beloved house. 90 year old Edith stayed put and became what legends of courage are made of.
Last year Edith died, but her inspiration will live on in many people from Seattle and around the world whom she will never know. A local tattoo parlor began tattooing a picture of Edith’s house on the bodies of those who need a reminder that big corporations and big money can not and should not buy our souls. We must not sell out that which we love; or those that we love. No, Virginia, everything does NOT have a price.
With the scent of the fresh waters, leading into the Ballard locks of Seattle, filling our pollution weary lungs, my partner and I used to take an evening stroll through our neighborhood. We always discussed the small house which looked loved but lonely among overgrowth and a blooming commercial area. Who lived there? It looked so out of place amidst the new condos and ever-expanding businesses.
We would later find out that Edith Macefield lived there and refused the million dollar offers from developers. While cement was laid all around her home, she still refused to budge. All day and all night construction crews built around her beloved house. 90 year old Edith stayed put and became what legends of courage are made of.
Last year Edith died, but her inspiration will live on in many people from Seattle and around the world whom she will never know. A local tattoo parlor began tattooing a picture of Edith’s house on the bodies of those who need a reminder that big corporations and big money can not and should not buy our souls. We must not sell out that which we love; or those that we love. No, Virginia, everything does NOT have a price.
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