jesseboy000

At the true center of Seattle stands the Smith Tower. Nobody looks here anymore and the tower is made to look low by the newer, taller skyscrapers. Yet anyone with a good eye will see its unique design. Along the whole western United States it is the only building remaining with hired elevator operators. These men or women, dressed accordingly with a cordial nobility the job entails, work to assure your safe ascent and descent. They are anything but mere button pushers. There are few jobs as important as this anymore. If you enter the building's lobby, you will sense a strong misdirection. Only Operators can assuage this stultification. We all need a guide in our lives to approach the center of the city. There are floors we may not know or be permitted to enter, not due to some business owning the floor, but because it is not yet time. The year was 1941 when Jimmy Capa fell from the 23rd floor window, landing on the concrete below simultaneously as the shards of glass, which became