It’s funny how closely connected we really are, especially if you’ve been in the Seattle area for a while.
I’m a newbie, having just been here since 1973 with only a few years off in Yakima for bad behavior. Again, once you’ve put in a few years and you start talking with the people you’ve met, you’ll find some link between you and just about anybody.
Last night, I was at the Opus 111 Group client appreciation event held at the Ruth’s Chris in downtown Seattle. Working the welcome desk was Donna Driver, who works part-time and fill-in for Opus. She’s also the sister of Opus’ annuity expert, Bill Driver.
Donna and I originally found out we had a connection a couple of years ago when she brought in her school photo book and showed me a picture of her back in 6th grade along with her teacher, Ernie Templin. Yes, my father-in-law. It turns out that she is also married to a Norwegian and we have often bumped into her at the various Nordic events around town.
But the topic last night was the passing of Stan Boreson. Donna is a Seattle lifer and grew up with TV heroes like Brakeman Bill, Captain Puget, JP & Gertrude and, of course, KING’S Klubhouse with Stan Boreson. But since she doesn’t have a blog or a Facebook account, she emailed a story that she wanted to share with me. It seemed the perfect follow-up to my previous blog about Stan.
Every kid who lived in Seattle in the ’50s has a Stan story. Mine dates to 1958 when I was inspired by him to take accordion lessons. It just so happens that we lived at 75th and Mary NW, and Stan and the Daquila family had an accordion studio at 75th and 15th NW. The deal they had was that if you signed up for lessons, Stan would come to your house and bring your accordion and give you your first lesson. Be still my heart! I could hardly contain myself when he arrived – with the dogs! I became an avid accordionist taking lessons from one of the teachers at the studio (her name was Donna, too).I got ready for a full size model for which my parents paid $250 (that’s 1958 dollars.) Stan brought the new accordion to my house and gave me my first lesson on it – did I mention he brought the dogs? Boy, did I love that accordion. In fact I played it for a good six months after my parents shelled out the cash before I got tired of practicing. That ended my career as a Lawrence Welk hopeful, but I did learn to read music and I like to think Stan launched my career. I still have the accordion and drag it out every once in a while. I should probably buy Book II and see if I can work my way through.
A funny thing happened at Opus yesterday. I went into Bill’s office and said how sad I was the Stan had passed on. I said, “Do you remember when he came to our house?” And Bill piped in, “And he brought the dogs!”
A whole generation delighted in the King’s Clubhouse and the good clean fun we had. We can ALL sing the song! Thanks, Stan!
Thank you, Donna for sharing!
I know that right now, Stan is getting the answer to the age-old question: do they allow accordions in heaven? Since I’m pretty sure God enjoys a good laugh, I’ll be Stan has received a really nice one.