The King County Medical Examiner has identified the man who died in last week’s house fire as Michael Gross.
Friends and neighbors who knew Gross or were familiar with the 18th Ave resident and his dog and cat Vince and Max are making plans to remember his remarkable life.
The 70-year-old died last Wednesday in the fire which has been ruled an accident. Investigators say the deadly blaze was started by “a portable space heater placed too close to combustible materials.” The dog and cat were reported to have safely escaped.
Gross’s house neighbors the street’s Polish Home. The community group is planning to honor gross with a gathering:
We will post notices of the gathering to remember Michael at his house, at Polish Home, around the neighborhood, and on this site as the plans come together. All will be welcome who wish to pay their respects and to further honor Michael by meeting his/your neighbors who Michael knew individually but would love to have known each other.
They’re also planning another special tribute. “Sala, our fabulous Polish Home bartender, in consult with Michael’s family will create and name a drink in remembrance of Michael adding it to our list of favorite drinks of our other beloved community members,” they write.
With New York roots, Gross forged an ambitious real estate career in Seattle and grew to provide newsworthy levels of financial support to progressive organizations in the city — after helping start “the largest term-paper company in the United States, starting a travel agency and a book company, and starting Seattle Filmworks:
Gross cashed out in 1980, started buying and selling property, and acquired a real estate license; he’s now affiliated with Windermere’s Bellevue West office. It was while tabling for an anti-nuclear organization on the Ave that he first thought of pledging his commissions to progressive groups. His first donation was his entire paycheck, about $3,000. Some 200 deals and $350,000 in donations—usually half his commission—have followed. “To walk into a place and hand people a check for $2,000,” Gross says, “it’s overwhelming—for me and for them.”
As for that Polish Home cocktail, in the CHS comments, Polish Home board president Erik Lidzbarski said Gross “savored good bourbon (and Polish food), so that’ll be the starting point.”
“I spoke with Michael’s sister Jane last night and shared details as we knew them about the fire and told her some other amusing recent tales of Michael, Vince and Max,” Lidzbarski writes. “She was very happy to hear of the many ongoing impromptu and supportive small gatherings of neighbors who stopped by to lay flowers and/or chat about Michael. One neighbor just to the south said she’d lived there nearly 15 years and met more people in the neighborhood since the fire than she has the entire time previously. Michael, Vince and Max are still bringing the local community together. All shared the same sorrow for the loss of Michael and his home, and concern for his pets.”
Vince and Max, meanwhile, have reportedly been adopted and will still be living in the neighborhood.
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I went over to walk Vince yesterday and was devastated to see there had been a major house fire and that Michael didn’t make it. Relieved to hear that Vince and Max are OK and re-homed. Can anyone give me contact info for who has them? Vince and I have created a bond over time as I regularly took him for walks and brought treats. I imagine he would be happy to see me after this devastating event in his life and I know I’d love to see him as well. Thank you!
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Vince and Max have been located! They are with a loving couple in Columbia City. Thanks to everyone who helped me find them. <3
Mr. Gross was a family friend from before I was born. He affected me in so many ways during the 27 years I knew him. From learning interesting new ways to wash my hands to the look he gave whenever he made a particularly clever comment. He sold me my first car, a 1986 caddillac that was given to me on my 16th birthday. Of course, this was in exchange for bragging rights and the chance to be as hilariously snarky as he wanted to be. Mr. Gross was a wonderful man who will be dearly missed by my family and anyone else lucky enough to experience the unique person he was.
June 29, 2020
I passed a night of sporadic sleep.
Woke up late with a lightly sore throat.
After a few small coughs, I was convinced I had the virus.
I don’t.
( This happens at least once a week ).
I puttered around the house as one does.
A little cooking, eating, crossword puzzles, cleaning. wiping the counter with a cloth.
The sun came out. So, I got dressed and decided to take a walk.
Headed south on 18th.
Just before Madison, I came to one of those houses you find…almost invisible deep in the shade of an immense tree. ..odd little rickety fence across the front.
Over grown yard… porch all aslant and semi-rotting.
Splintery wooden steps.
A few sad ferns growing out of a gutter at the corner of the roof.
A Boo Radley house.
About to pass, I saw a small sign on the rusted gate.
It said that I could make Vince’s day if I went in and spent some time with him.
Vince was a small, white, black and brown terrier who was lying mournfully on the porch with his face on his crossed paws.
looking up though bushy eyebrows.
So, I went in.
As soon as I sat on the steps, he was on me. Wagging and wriggling and jumping up to lick my face. A dog in ecstasy.
I rubbed his back and his rump and under his ears and the instant I stopped he started leaping up and all around me until I started again.
We bonded.
I decided that I’d visit Vince a few times a week and we’d both be thrilled to see each other.
I stood up assuring him that I’d be back and I continued on my way.
I was struck with an idea. I’d walk down to the market and buy a bag of doggie treats.
And that’s what I did.
Some good gnaw-able chewies.
Heading home, I walked back the way I came and plopped down beside Vince who went wild when he realized I had something for him.
I could barely get the bag open with him spinning around on my lap .
Finally I pulled out one of the chews. He grabbed it with his teeth and sped off to the end of the porch to work on it.
It’s sometime difficult to gauge a dogs’ emotions.
I’m sure he was delighted to see me and flooded with gratitude for the munchies even though he acted like I didn’t exist while he was busy turning the thing to mush.
When it was gone, I handed him another and again he grabbed it and set off for his spot on the porch.
He never looked up.
Not even when I stood and said, “ Bye Vince, see you soon “
I know he was devastated by my leaving though.
He was just too involved to show it.
I’m sure he’s thinking about me right now.
Maybe I’ll go back tomorrow.
It would be cruel to make him wait any longer.
Jerry
I loved reading this so much. Thank you. <3