April 9, 2011 at 9:50 pm | In Delridge, West Seattle news,  West Seattle people  | 6 Comments            By Tracy Record
West Seattle Blog editor

Her community-advocacy  work was intense and serious – yet Delridge community activist
Vivian  McLean was also known for her whimsy.
After almost two hours of tributes – from politicians, from  neighbors, from family – her memorial this afternoon at 
Delridge  Community Center, 16 days after 
her  death at age 90, ended with a round of “
The Hokey-Pokey”  (
video*).
Though our view didn’t include every single member of the  standing-room-only crowd, participation looked universal. That would  have included King County Executive 
Dow Constantine,  former Seattle Mayor 
Greg Nickels, City Council  President Richard Conlin, City Councilmembers
 Jean Godden, Nick  Licata, and 
Tom Rasmussen, County  Councilmember 
Joe McDermott, and Deputy Mayor 
Darryl  Smith. And neighborhood luminaries too numerous to name (
Steve  Daschle of 
Southwest Youth and Family Services  emceed). Even 
Jim Diers, the former 
Department of  Neighborhoods director renowned for his evangelization of  “Neighbor Power!” was on hand; Diers is the one who urged mourners,  “Let’s keep her spirit alive.”
There didn’t seem to be much likelihood Ms. McLean will ever be  forgotten. And not just because you can see her legacy at places such as  
Vivian  McLean Place, the apartments over 
Delridge  Library, which she fought for, or in other projects by 
Delridge Neighborhoods  Development Association – which she helped create. It’s the  people on whom she has left such a mark, that will continue to tell her  story, and carry her work forward.
Speaker after speaker shared vivid memories of the woman who embraced  so strongly the community where she had lived since 1948. Before Deputy  Mayor Smith read a proclamation declaring today to be “
Vivian  McLean Day,” one of her four children – son 
Bruce  McLean - shared personal stories of growing up with his mom.  She nurtured others, too – not just the schoolchildren with whom she  worked as an educator for so many years, but also other activists, and  those who chose to move into the political realm. “Vivian adopted me for  a little while,” recalled Council President Conlin. “She was incredibly  tenacious.”
Conlin, it should be noted, was the only non-West Seattle-residing  politician to speak, but that was a reminder that Ms. McLean’s  reputation was known off-peninsula too. 
County Executive Constantine lauded her for the “perspective” she  provided, recalling her as “extraordinary.”
Former Mayor Nickels said Ms. McLean had decided early in his  political career that he “was worth betting on” – and once he was  elected to the 
King County Council in the ’80s, “she  contacted me by letter and phone (often) to let me know how I was  doing.”

 Back in the day, Nickels said, “there were three people (I learned)  you never say no to – one of them is here in this room today, Margaret  Ceis – (also, 
the  late) ‘Bert’ Weeks … and Vivian McLean.”
Other community activists offered eulogies as well. From the back of  the room, 
Alexandra Pye, explaining to the crowd that  she is using a  wheelchair now, nonetheless stood up from it to tell her  story of seeing Ms. McLean dancing, just a few years ago. 
Lucy  Gaskill, a West Seattleite active with the 
Seattle League of Women Voters,  said Ms. McLean epitomized what someone in her organization strives to  be. 
And her activism stretched well into her later life. 
White Center  Food Bank volunteer coordinator 
Audrey Zemke  shared the story of a phone call two years ago in which Ms. McLean said  she wanted to “help out” – which, subsequently, she did. “She taught me  that life is about living today.”
A montage of photos and tributes (put together by 
Shayla  Simoes of SWYFS) visually told the story of highlights during  Ms. McLean’s life – including her advocacy for 
Longfellow Creek  and other greenspaces. (You can click through the slides below.* Some  of the tributes came from 
comments  left on the WSB story about her death on March 24th.) 
 And since she was known for her poetry, it was only fitting that – as  was done during her 90th birthday celebration last fall 
(WSB  coverage here) – some of her poems were read. 
Sandy Adams read “
The Healing Tree.”  
Margaret Ceis read “
Walk Out Tall.” 
Susan  Harmon read a poem with lines of inspiration, including “Speak  up; do not try to hide.” A similar theme graced “
A Giraffe Is  Born” – as in, sticking your neck out – read by 
Pete  Spalding, who prefaced the reading with a memory: Once he took  on a leadership role in Pigeon Point, the neighborhood where Ms. McLean  had long lived, “seldom a week went by without a message from (her),  something she noticed on a walk, something (she had decided that) I now  needed to take care of!” 
Pablo Lambinicio read, “Have I  Told You Lately That I Care?”
And then, there was 
Jim Diers. “Vivian is the kind  of activist we should all aspire to be. As the mayoral proclamation read  toward the start of the memorial – it declared Vivian McLean made  Seattle “a richer and better place.”
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*Hokey-Pokey video by Karrie Kohlhaas, who  also uploaded the tribute montage PowerPoint to Scribd so it could be  embedded here and elsewhere.
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Click the arrows just below the image on the left to advance the slides. Thanks to Steve Daschle of SW Youth and Family Services for putting this together and the many neighbors and family members who shared their photos with us.
She made our neighborhood a much more caring, safe and beautiful place with her relentless “community organizing.” THANK YOU VIVIAN!! (better late than never).
http://vimeo.com/22186892
What a great way to end Saturday’s celebration of such a vibrant woman.
Without Vivian’s tutelage and encouragement by example I could have easily abandoned the seemingly quixotic eight- year quest of closing Seattle’s (and ultimately Washington states) terribly toxic medical waste incinerators. Vivian was my inspiration all the while.