I moved into an attic apartment with a friend from high school, his uncle owned it, and during the first year-. It's really sort of interesting.
It didn't have a refrigerator or anything so we built a basket and put it outside the window to keep the squirrels from eating
what my mama would make on the weekends when I'd come home, and that was our refrigerator. Dr. Whitener asked Dan and I to dig out a basement,
so we dug out a basement and built an apartment and the next year my wife and I moved in that basement apartment. I lived there until
I was able to move to Vetville Barracks, which was about the toughest living conditions I've ever lived in, but the rent was cheap and that's what I needed.