We lived in this apartment because that was what we could afford at the time. We had what I guess some folks might have considered at the time a blue collar income, even though my folks didn’t have blue collar jobs. I think it was a very healthy way to grow up. There was quite a lot of economic diversity within the area too. We were just a couple blocks off the lake—really one long block, if you’re familiar with the area between Lake Shore Drive and Broadway, just north of Belmont. Right along Lake Shore Drive and maybe half a block inland. There were a lot of families who were fairly well to do. Some kids sort of had a sense of entitlement and some a false sense of entitlement. They felt as if their shit was ice cream.
So there was a little bit of a divide, in that sense. I didn’t participate socially with them. They didn’t particularly like me, but I didn’t like them either so you might say it was a symbiotic relationship. But I had plenty of friends who were, more or less, in my own economic—I don’t like to use that word class—but economic milieu maybe. No that sounds too pretentious . . . . Economic area. I like that. Why use a more pretentious word, when you can just use a very straightforward word?