When we moved to Chicago in 1957 we lived in a very nice apartment on the 5th floor of a nine-story building right on the IIT campus. That was the easiest commute I ever had, but our two older children had to get to the University of Chicago Lab School 30-some blocks to the south. My department chair, Peter Chiarulli, also lived in the same building and sent his children to the same school. Peter did not own or wish to own a car. So, every day, our four children went to school with my capital (car) and his labor (driving) We each regarded it as a good deal. But our children were growing in size and number and we succumbed to the lure of a new townhouse development being built just a couple of blocks away from the Lab School. So now I was again the commuter and the kids were the pedestrians. Part of the bargain was it was always their obligation to walk, regardless of weather.
Our apartment in Chicago was on the 6th floor. Mom and Dad took their youngest and shortest child into the elevator and saw that the #6 button was the highest one I could reach, so they chose an apartment on that floor, #602.
When we moved to Chicago in 1957 we lived in a very nice apartment on the 5th floor of a nine-story building right on the IIT campus. That was the easiest commute I ever had, but our two older children had to get to the University of Chicago Lab School 30-some blocks to the south. My department chair, Peter Chiarulli, also lived in the same building and sent his children to the same school. Peter did not own or wish to own a car. So, every day, our four children went to school with my capital (car) and his labor (driving) We each regarded it as a good deal. But our children were growing in size and number and we succumbed to the lure of a new townhouse development being built just a couple of blocks away from the Lab School. So now I was again the commuter and the kids were the pedestrians. Part of the bargain was it was always their obligation to walk, regardless of weather.
Our apartment in Chicago was on the 6th floor. Mom and Dad took their youngest and shortest child into the elevator and saw that the #6 button was the highest one I could reach, so they chose an apartment on that floor, #602.