I was leaving home.
We found a two bedroom apartment on the 11th floor of a high-rise on Gloucester Street, just off Yonge. (If I remember correctly, the rent was $170 a month, and my new salary was $72.50 a week.) For the first time I had a bedroom to myself, and shared a bathroom with only one other person. What luxury!
We scoured the newspaper for good deals on furniture, and even rescued a couch from someone's garbage pile. We hung bed sheets for curtains. Charlotte macraméd a screen between the kitchen and the dining room. We let the dishes soak in the sink for days.
I remember getting a bad cold that winter, and desperately wanting my mother there to tell me I was going to be okay.
Toronto water made my skin itch.
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Alexander Street - Beloeil QC |
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Gloucester Street - Toronto ON |
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