The Early Daze, part 4
It’s odd to think of how much different it was looking for a job twenty years ago. For decades, millennia perhaps, job hunting went largely unchanged. In the summer of 1989 you still read through the want-ads in a real …
The Early Daze, part 3
On Ward Road, my space was the largest bedroom of the two. J had offered it to me if I’d let him display his books on the built-in shelf in the front room. I was never much for showing off …
The Early Daze, part 2
My early years living in Normal Heights were also my early years living in love. (Not in love with my roommate, J, mind you, though he was a smart guy, made a decent living, not too tough on the eyes, …
The Early Daze, part 1
I first moved to Normal Heights in March of 1989, into a two bed/one bath apartment on a dull and cracked asphalt capillary called Ward Road, just off Cherokee, a block south of Adams Avenue and Vons supermarket. The twelve-unit …