re: #158 HappyWarrior

Oh god paper mills. I remember one of the only times I’ve ever been skiing- the lodge was near a paper mill. Such an awful smell. Needless to say, I spent a lot of time indoors that weekend. Doesn’t hurt that I sucked at skiing too.

Everett, WA once had seven paper mills—although for many years it was down to one. In Seattle we were caught between Everett when the wind was from the north, and Tacoma with the Asarco Smelter and the Knight meat-packing plant.

I’ll never forget when I was a little kid once, I was riding in the car along Broadway in Everett and there was a cat walking up the shoulder. Every few steps he’d try to cover up the smell. Poor baby!