The O.O. Denny Park Story
The following essay was written for O.O. Denny Park Community Pride Day, September 24, 1995, by Debbie Dimitri and Ellen Haas. . It was read again at the DCNA Picnic in September 2009. ********************************************************************************************************** A long, long time ago, O.O. Denny Park was not as it is. Three million years ago, we’d all have been swimming in the middle of a huge inland sea. It would be balmy, and we’d be surrounded by balmy loving creatures and our balmy loving trees. But after awhile we would have felt the cold come in. Our familiar creatures would have migrated south and the trees died. The Great Ice would have slowly muscled its way toward us like a giant slug, plowing out the cavity we stand in and then sitting on us with a weight made of mild high solid ice. Then, after a very long time, the Great Ice halted. Life grew warmer. The slug retreated and turned into a claw, gouging out Lake Washington and its steep slopes. By 11,000 years ago, Holmes Point would have become, as it is: A soft curve on the Northeast shore of a long glacial lake, its bottom clay, its hills sand, and mantling its top, hardpan. This area would actually have been a mountain island in the lake until what we call the Juanita valley dried. Over the next long time, rain,...
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