This is my second post for the day. My first post, “Adult Education,” deals with the marriage of an ageing ballerina. What background do I have in ballet?
I dropped out of a junior college in 1964 to join the army. A junior college only had freshman and sophomore classes. I was living at home and didn’t want to be at home because my father was a wife beater. And although the beatings had stopped years before, I just didn’t want to be in that atmosphere. So, when I became 18 I dropped out of Point Park Junior College and joined the army. I did a tour in Vietnam and when I came back I had no ambition to work a job. All I wanted to do was write. Writing was an obssession. It was probably my way of dealing with life.
I couldn’t keep a job and was often on welfare. I moved into the downtown YMCA which was across the street from Point Park which had become a four-year institution. It had a well-respected dance department. It was known for its school of ballet.
I spent most of my time at the college, in the snack bar, in the library, hanging out with the students and going to the parties. I fell in love with ballet. I hung out with the ballet students and went to the ballet.
That is the background to the story “Adult Education.” Point Park is now a university.