**Sigh** the elementary school playground. I have fond memories of my old stomping ground. It’s a place where my second grade boyfriend gave me a bracelet made of metal, where I spent hours hanging upside-down on the monkey bars, where my friends and I pretended to be unicorns trotting around the castle grounds, not to mention a place where a good game of tag (every rendition imaginable) was a daily occurrence. Good times.
Now, thanks to Seattle Works volunteers, parents and neighbors, West Woodland Elementary has a playground that is making memories every day.