My grandparents lived on Mercer Island in the ’80s. My grandmother would often take the bus into the city where she worked in a law office. One day when it was pouring down rain (as it often does in Seattle), she was waiting at the bus stop when Mr. Bruce drove up and pulled over having recognized her from the neighborhood, and kindly offered her a ride with him into downtown. She’s since moved from the Seattle area but still loves telling this story and was so happy when I started working for Nordstrom knowing it was run by such a good family.

Mazie Boyle