Seattle: October 8, 1995 / October 10, 2025
I used to sit with my dad in the garage The sawdust, that Pinesol, and the moss Around every spring, when the winter thawed We'd huddle around the radio, twist the broken knob 710 AM, no KJR Dave Niehaus's voice would echo throughout the yard Couldn't have been older than 10, but to me and my friends The voice on the other end might as well have been God's
— Macklemore, My Oh My










