I wanted to write something about the Seafair Pirates- and after much consideration I thought it would be fun to write about the terror we looked forward to ( this would have been in the late 60’s early 70’s ) when we would head out to the Torchlight Parade in downtown Seattle.
We used to ask our Parents ” Will the Pirates be there? Do you think they’ll carry people off? Will they have swords? Do you think they’ll cut anyone’s feet off this time? ( When you sat on the curb the Pirates would come by and scrape their swords along the ground and you had to pull your feet up off the street OR ELSE ).
My Mom, always the voice of reason would say about the feet getting cut off thing- ” Well you know, accidents happen.”
I would shake with joy. ” Oh no. ” I would not exactly be whispering as my family buried their fingers or whatever was close at hand into their ears.
When I got to the Parade I would try and would force myself to scream in terror to run to my Mom or my Grandma and cry like the other kids did. I must say, I did put forward a darn fine effort. But at some point it would all fail and I’d take off down the street after the Pirates waving whatever I had in my hands over my head like a sword and yelling on the smoke filled street” Come back here you Scullywags”.
So over 40 years later I am at the Tour De Terrace Parade in Mountlake Terrace when the Seafair Pirates come by and this little girl- I mean a tiny little girl steps off the curb with her water gun, she steps in front of a Pirates- and she shoots.
One of the Pirates stopped leaned forward and dared her to do it again and she did.
She got her Pirate stickers and turned around and looked up at me- she looked a little nervous and a little scared and I told her with absolute certainty:
” That’ll teach that Scullywag. “
Because You Can Never Enough
Here Are More
SEAFAIR PIRATES
PHOTOS
BY
A.M. MOSCOSO

I know this- had I been a Pirate on the same street as those clowns, those clowns wouldnt be standing around. They'd be running around. Photo: A.M. Moscoso







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How very fab. I want to go tooo!
It would be a great time Cle!
looks like fun Anita. and when I’ve had enough coffee that my eyes and fingers actually co-ordinate I’ll be back for another look, lol
I’d like to hug a Scullywag
My cousin Bobby was “stolen” by the pirates at a local parade in the mid 60s. Great fun! We found him afterwards eating ice cream at the neighborhood police precinct. They hold many fun memories.
Cool pics. made me want to be there.
Thank you Damyanti!
I want them to come to my town! How can we make that happen? I know, we’ll set a trap with Spanish Gold… hmm don’t have any gold. Will brownies do?
Hi MB!
Its great to hear from you, I’ve been in this little bubble so I haven’t been up on
my reading…I’ll stop by tonight to see what you’ve been writing/up too
a.m.m.