How the Holy Ghost Hospital for Incurables ate Magnolia Avenue
25 1/2 or 24 1/2?
This one bugged me enough to set off an entire inquiry.
In 1970, I shared an apartment in Cambridge, Massachusetts, with eight other young people. I was the only one who had my own room. I was 17, working two jobs, a regular day gig in an office and a night shift in a restaurant, where I also ate and…