If Seattle ever looses this cherished landmark then send me down that river of change also for there will have to be another place I'd rather call home.An infinite number of "Home" Depots could never replace the culture, craft, and collectibles that hang in the air here.
Like a resistant virus this family owned business has laughably avoided being swallowed up by the corporatocracy surrounding this gem in the U-District.
Like a battery charger,a beacon in the shadows cast by development, this place remains, for woodworkers and others, a place of hope for humanity.
We go there for quality tools, specialty hardware,or everyday used household items.
Like a pilgrimage I like to return again and again for renewal.What is old fashioned service? What does it feel like to wander overstuffed narrow isles where one has to communicate with fellow shoppers to navigate the creaky wood floors that incline and descend? How fun is it to purchase things that don't have a bar code to scan?
If the need arises, a memorable trip can be yours to the " one stall of repose" that lies tucked in the side of the store half a step from fellow customers. A mere 3/4 inches of plywood that hangs a foot off the floor " protects" your privacy and reminds that you'd better get back out there and not dally.
Hardwicks offers an experience like music, that must be experienced live for full appreciation.
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