The Sixth and Lenora Building wasn’t always called that. When I worked there in 1989-1991, it was called the United Airlines Building. I worked for the US home office of Nichirei Corp, a Japanese seafood import/export company.
This was my last job in Seattle. After two decades of life in the Queen City, I was days away from boarding a plane bound for New Jersey, where I’d live for a couple of years before moving to Michigan.
This photo of me and my boss (giving me going-away flowers) is the last ever photograph of me as a Seattle resident. I wish I knew then what I know now. I wouldn’t have done many things, but then again, I would have missed out on some wonderful times, too. You never know how your future will unfold, so just roll with it.