The day I left Kalamazoo for Grand Rapids and The Kendall School of Design was one of the most exciting days I can remember. We all have those days, ones wedding, the birth of a child etc. I drove to Grand Rapids by myself having gone up several times before with my parents or friends. I would be living in my own 2 bedroom apartment. Can you even imagine the thrill of having your own apartment when you were 18 years old? The apartment was in a house at 508 North Street NE in kind of a down at the heel neighborhood. It had its own side walk and entrance on the side of the house with very steep inside steps that led up into the hall of the apartment. The living room had an extremely large window that was obviously not original to the house .I had an array of furniture mostly stuff my Mom no longer wanted along with a few thrift shoppe buys and I thought it was wonderful. I had a big round rug with knotted fringe just like the one Mrs.Riggin had in her foyer except my came from Green Stamps NOT The Vogue Shoppe. The rug was a kind of cadet blue. I found some fringe almost the same color I pined and glued to the edge of the old draperies left in the apartment…Interior Design at it’s best, I had arrived. I started entertaining as soon as school started even having Harry Hansen one of my instructors over to drink and smoke with the rest of us .Oh how sophisticated it all seemed. My best friend Wainwright sometimes made it and some times not. She lived at home the first year and drove those treacherous miles even in the snow and could it snow…and could we drink.
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