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Luckily for him, and for us, Emmett Watson's beat as a columnist for The Seattle Timesrequired him to stay in touch with his beloved native city. In his daily meanderings, usually accompanied by his miniature poodle, Tiger, Watson saw much that is invisible to the rest of us. Of course, he was around longer than most of us, too--over eight decades, five of them as a newspaperman whose happy fate it had been to assay the crooked timber of humanity and reassure us of its worth. As he looked at Seattle, Watson discerned, with a geologist's eye, human fossils buried in layers of history here,…mehr

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Luckily for him, and for us, Emmett Watson's beat as a columnist for The Seattle Timesrequired him to stay in touch with his beloved native city. In his daily meanderings, usually accompanied by his miniature poodle, Tiger, Watson saw much that is invisible to the rest of us. Of course, he was around longer than most of us, too--over eight decades, five of them as a newspaperman whose happy fate it had been to assay the crooked timber of humanity and reassure us of its worth. As he looked at Seattle, Watson discerned, with a geologist's eye, human fossils buried in layers of history here, there and everywhere. In this volume, a companion to his Digressions of a Native Son, published almost four decades ago, Watson brings to life some of the citizens Seattle should not forget, and, along the way, reminds us that a city is a human habitat whose history can properly be told only in the tale of its people.
Autorenporträt
Emmett Watson was a fixture in Seattle journalism for more than half a century, first as a sports writer for the Seatle Star and then as a columnist for the Seattle Post-Intelligencer and the Seattle Times. Orphaned shortly after his birth in 1918, Watson was raised by John and Elizabeth Watson, of West Seattle. He initially pursued a career in baseball, but proved more successful describing games than playing them. He scored his first international scoop by revealing the suicide of author Ernest Hemingway in 1961, and later entertained generations with his pithy commentaries of Seattle's changing social landscape. A paladin with a pen, Watson stood for Lesser Seattle against Greater Seattle, and delighted in puncturing the pomposities of local Babbits and self-appointed civic Boosters. He died of post-surgical complications on May 11, 2001.