However, we've come to know Lakewood a little better as that is where we attend church now, at St. Frances Cabrini Parish, where my bro in law is the priest. The people there are good ol' hometown type people. Even though Lakewood is just a little town sucked into the urban sprawl that now marries Everett/Seattle/Tacoma/Olympia...almost all the way to Chelhalis,WA.
We like Lakewood. We wouldn't want to live there, but the people there are welcoming. It's got a *huge* reputation for being home to some real bad asses--most police calls involve not just 2 officers, but 6 or 7 squad cars--even for something as simple as "reported domestic situations." They don't fool around in Lakewood, and now the world gets to see why their officers are always so anxious to dive in and help responding officers at the scene.
However, Saturday night, we found ourselves in Lakewood, Tacoma, and a little neighbourhood called Proctor. We initially went into Proctor to it's charming downtown to acquire a pair of ghillies for Tiger Toes for her up and coming jiggin' at the Christmas recital. We ended up in the toy store...and needless to say, almost were late for Mass. You can never take us to a toy store!
On our way back through T-town to Lakewood, i got some good pictures of town. The blue columns below are actually hand blown glass from noteworthy glass artist Dale Chihuly. His Museum of Glass is nearby and has lots of beautiful pieces around the downtown vicinity.
And thankfully the eagle eyed Moose caught this beauty.