Back in 1984, a first floor, corner unit, next to a busy street was perfect.
Cheryl’s cousin Mike, and her Grammy (88 at the time) came to check on us…
Beggars can’t be choosers.
Anyone else ever live in a “roach motel”?
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4 replies on “Only Poor People, Drug Dealers and Newlyweds Rented Here”
Oh yes. Can you say grad student? Sure you can. What about post doc? Yup that’s another one. Got over my fear of insects during this time in my life – mice too. 🙂 the good old days.
Patty, this is fun to see the humble beginnings of so many people. Thanks for sharing part of yours.
Heidi and I lived in The 615 apartments for a while. We had a back door that had a 1 inch space between the floor and the bottom. Mice we just walk in, rain and snow pour in. We also would watch the cockroaches scatter when we turned the kitchen lights on each morning.
Carl, wow. Talk about humble beginnings. Sounds a bit like luxury camping.