At Large in Ballard: Without a net
Her troll collection is slowly replacing the gnomes; the gnomes first displaced the fairies. When I first met Carri Andersen she was herself a fairy princess with long ringlet hair, flowing skirts, perfect skin and probably wings. Just 19 years old then she worked at my daughter's pre-school on Queen Anne. Trained in classical ballet she was the Sugar Plum Fairy but in layers of clothing.
My daughter was at Northwest Center for Child Development for five years; so was Carri. My daughter "graduated" to kindergarten and Small Faces and I lost track of her longtime teacher and sometime babysitter for 11 years. Then last winter I spotted Carri at a Save Mannings/Denny's meeting at Abraxus Books. Her clothes were more fitted, hair not as flowing. I worried that the free spirited flower child I'd known had shed her magic wings. I shouldn't have worried. Carri now flies officially as an aerialist.
I always knew that Carri had strong connections to Ballard. Her grandfather was a Danish Merchant Marine who jumped ship in America - Ballard was his entry point. He married Henrietta, a Dane by way of Iowa, and they raised their family at NW 77th and Jones.