DAY ONE
Ron and I have arrived in Washington, “The Evergreen State.”
We have crossed through the Peace Arch, we have our travel insurance documents
secure in the glove compartment, (who wears gloves anymore?) and we have just
received a shock. Contrary to our erroneous assumption, Tacoma ,
the site of the Pacific Northwest Booksellers Association Fall Tradeshow, is
SOUTH of Seattle, and not NORTH, where Everett
appears to be. We will have to pass through the heart of downtown Seattle ! This is an
unsettling thought, given that traversing elevated urban freeway corridors,
with six lanes of traffic going in one direction and six lanes going in
another, is not what residents of Nanoose
Bay BC are accustomed
to driving in.
But not to
worry. There has been a collision on the freeway near Everett and traffic in all lanes, north and
south, has slowed to a start-stutter-stop pace and we have ample leisure to
contemplate routes and roots and exits. Eventually, four hours later, we work
our through the American Dream cum nightmare and arrive at Exit 129 in South Tacoma .
I wonder what Chief Seattle would
think of his land now. How would he translate “Man did not weave the web of
life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself”?
At the
Hampton Inn and Suites we are instantly greeted with a panoply of peoples.
There is a convocation of a dozen or so black ladies of varying ages in
colourful dresses celebrating something or other and groups of families
conversing in Spanish. At the elevator we are greeted by eight youthful couples
dressed to the nines (whatever that means). The men are in military dress
regalia whose insignias and stripes I cannot decipher. The women are gorgeous
in long gowns, high heels and elegantly coiffed hair.
We enter
the now vacant elevator, press 2 and wait expectantly. Nothing happens.
Eventually we see the sign that tells us we need to use our room key to
activate the elevator. Once inside our room, Ron stretches out on the bed and
we channel surf, amazed to discover the number of college football games we
could tune into.
DAY TWO
The Tradeshow is in the heart of downtown Tacoma in the lovely (dare I say chic) Hotel
Murano. Ron and I have arrived at the hotel via the backroads—south Hosmer, south
72nd, south Yakima ,
15th Street, and Broadway. We are calm, having avoided Interstate 5,
travelling the quiet streets of residential Tacoma , which, if truth be told, look a bit
down at the heels.
We find Ron
and Veronica Hatch of Ronsdale Press in the southwest corner of the Pavilion
which houses the Tradeshow. They are with the other publishers who are
representing British Columbia with a sizable presence—Orca Books, Harbour
Publishing, The Heritage Group of Publishers, Greystone Books, Arsenal Pulp
Press, Theytus Books and the Royal BC Museum. (Apologies to any publisher I
have missed.)
Ron takes
his place on a chair in the middle of the aisle beside the sign announcing Buzz
Book T 42, THE DEFIANT MIND – Living
Inside a Stroke. Most publishers have selected one of their titles to be
their Buzz Book for the show. It is up to booksellers to get their “passports”
stamped each time they visit a Buzz Book. The completed passports will be entered
into a draw for a $100 prize. For the next six hours Ron engages booksellers
and librarians from Juneau and Skagway in Alaska; Enumclaw, Clarkton,
Bellingham, Tacoma, Seattle, Port Angeles, Shelton, Yakima, Leavenworth, Friday
Harbor, and Bainbridge Island in Washington; Sisters, McMinneville, Portland, and Hood River in Oregon; Coeur d”Alene,
Boise and Moscow in Idaho; and a sales representative from Arcata, California
to mention most of the visitors who talk with Ron at Ronsdale Press’s booth.
There is a lot of interest in his book because, as Ron states in his Preface:
“Every
forty seconds someone
In North America
suffers a stroke.
Every four minutes someone in
Stroke is the leading cause of disability
in North America .”
These days
booksellers are keen to hold events to promote their stores in their local
communities. Many of their communities have hospitals, colleges, universities,
nursing schools, and so on. And since Ron has book and will travel, chances
are good that we will be heading south of the 49th in the spring, if
not before. We will, however, do our best to avoid Interstate 5.
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