I am awaiting a ride to Orcas at Third Place Commons in Lake Forest Park, the suburb across the street from my old building in Seattle. I used to hang out here all the time and attended countless meetings here.
My friend, Anne Stadler, all around amazing person, was standing in line at a Chinese restaurant when she heard a man behind her line talking about buying the old strip mall that used to be what is now Third Place. He was talking about wanting to do something new and different, to use the large interior spaces that retail could no longer fill.
Anne tuned around, said "Excuse me, I wasn't trying to eavesdrop but I heard what you just said.That is my neighborhood and I know exactly what you should do." She went on to tell him that the community needed meeting place, a third place, not home and not the public commons. A third place.
There are a few private meeting rooms here, one is named the Stadler room. And there is a sprawling space with tables and chairs, a stage, the outer rim is counter restaurants. Folks can buy food and eat at the public space with tables and chairs. And people can and do have meetings in the big space.
Anne said "This is Seattle, it rains a lot, we need a public indoor space."
Every neighborhood should have a Third Place, a space for community tio come together in the endless permutaitons of any and all communities. Third Place.
I have been to so many eetings here, and hung out here. There is a great public library in Third Place and an awesome bookstore.
And the Stadler room, which anyone can reserve for free and hold meetings.
My ride is late. I have a great visit with my friend and her husband. They live in a stunning home with views of the whole city of SEattle, much of the Sound and a distant view of the Olympics. Blessed people who have each made a lot of money from working hard and briliantly.
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