In the late 70’s I was a UNT graduate student living in the Red Ghetto for $70 a month, across the street from the home of One O’clock Lab Band. My apartment was almost 200 sq. ft. including an attached bathroom. It had a stove, but no kitchen sink, and no heat; I washed my dishes in the bath tub. Early one Saturday morning I woke to the sound of heavy equipment. Those of us living in the Red Ghetto gathered outside to find a bulldozer about to demolish the structure. After calling the Red Ghetto owner we were given a week to find new homes. Life has a way of pushing us on sometimes, and in my experience usually to better places. My next $70 apartment had a full kitchen, bedroom, bath, and was heated, but I did miss the sounds of the One O’clock Lab Band.
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