A lament for the Olive Crest

My old apartment building (well, not MINE, but the one I lived in for my "formative years" here in Seattle) is being demolished for a new development.

This, I suppose in inevatible. It was an early 60's lo-rise on land that has much more earning potential - just as I'm certain it replaced a few charming turn of the century homes in the rush to provide housing for the 1962 Worls's fair.

But still....

I'll miss the spacious apartments with peach bathroom fixtures, the large balconies, the severely angular swimming pool with the ceramic fish and natural stone "diving rock", the central courtyard with vaguely Asian Fountain, and the casual carports for parking the essential vehicle (which I didn't have for most of my tenure there)

And as for the memories. La, the memories.... but I digress. I will miss the Olive Crest.