We met in the student lounge through a friend of hers. Another friend of mine from Young Americans for Freedom had handed me Anthem as we passed between algebra classes. After I read it, I gave it to Jan.
|Cleveland as seen from Lakewood|
For that year, we had the steel mills and trains, a high rise apartment for viewing the city from the lake and some penthouse parties (though no Penthouse Legends) with our friends. At a spring dance that year, we were there with everyone else and happy to be on a date, but oddly enough, the band played "You've Got to Hide Your Love Away" which is in 6/8, and we danced it as a waltz -- not a big deal, but, when we were done, we looked around to find the floor empty, except for us.
|Winton Place is the tallest. At the left in front is|
Edgewater Towers where we lived
(but not where I grew up).
Janet and I cringed at the classical architecture of the banks. We had great universities, corporations dedicated to electrical research, and John D. Rockefeller as the model of the hometown boy who made good. Riding into downtown on the Rapid, we entered beneath the
, staring hard and
deep into the many tunnels into which other train tracks disappeared. The Terminal had a concourse with a tobacco shop. Terminal
About 1989, we found each other through FidoNet. We exchanged a few letters. The last I heard from her was in 1996.
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