John Forbes Nash, Jr.
The Nash name is rich and full of success and interesting ideas and people. In Sequim it's synonymous with produce — organic produce cultivated by a Nash of sorts.
When I was new to town, people asked almost daily if I was a part of the Nash's Organic Produce line of foodies. As I near four years here, the question has dwindled to maybe once a month when I meet new people in town.
My token answer is this:
Well, I went into the store one day, told them my name and asked for some free food, you know, because of my name. Matt Nash. The employee and I just stared at each other and she gave me a small grin with the indication she wasn't giving me free food so I paid for my (formerly Nash's) carrots and left.
I've been to the store several times but rarely do I write about it. Recently, I covered a mural project for the store and while typing the story it dawned on me that accrediting "Sequim Gazette photo by Matthew Nash" might seem biased or unethical to some not in the know of all things Sequim.
So to set the record straight, no I'm not related to the Sequim Nash empire. My closest blood relative, aside from my son, is 200 miles away.
My dad told me that when we moved from Portland, Ore., to a suburb named Scappoose (actually Warren is where they live), he told me we'd often get calls for the local famous Nash who taught music lessons.
I imagine Smiths and Robinsons are often annoyed by the confusion, but we Nashes take it as a compliment — mostly.
As for Nash Huber, owner of Nash's Organic Produce, I don't know if he's proud to be called Nash. The first time I met him I told him he's a big celebrity 'round these parts. He laughed at the notion.
Then I told him my response to people confusing our relation.
I haven't seen him since.