Oh, the Killarney: despite being overshadowed by the I-5 Ship Canal Bridge, it still looms in my memories as one of the best buildings to live in. As a former boss noted, it "looks like it came right out of a fairy tale." Indeed, with the building being set back from the street, giving way to a lush front yard & pond, the Killarney had the magic which hearkens to its namesake's roots of the Emerald Island.
I lived in four units in the Killarney:
Each unit was deceivingly large--maybe it had something to do with the plethora of doors leading to each room (and main hallways, in the first three units). It was a very sad day when my dad helped me move out of there for the last time that New Year's week.