artie and mortie were already college guys and already absorbing all that great stuff.
from the D train station i walked the hill to convent avenue to the college grounds. being early i went up to amsterdam avenue, got a cup of coffee, put a nickel in the juke box and played some slow jazz song, which mrirrored my mood. i reported to the test on time and did well enough to be accepted. my mediocre h. s. grades plus my test score got me through the screening process - yea.
in those days the city colleges were practically free. no tuition, and for less than $10 miscellaneous fees you could sign up for a full course load but that was in the old-old days.
(to be continued)
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