| Posted: 26 November 2014 at 10:28am | IP Logged | 1
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As some of you may recall, when I was young my family moved in and out of an apartment complex in Edmonton, Canada, several times. The Bel Air, as it was called then, became the closest thing to "home" for me. Each return was a moment of happiness, each departure a moment of sorrow. (Why did we move so often? THAT'S one of the questions I should have asked Dad!)Anyway, poking around online this morning, I found this: 
It's from an ad for the apartments, now called Baywood, apparently. The cubicle indicated by the red arrow (which I added!) is the big walk-in closet where my Dad had his "office," and which inspired me to make similar use of such a closet in my own first apartment. (Dad had more room that I did. My closet barely held my drawingboard!) That's the hall I was walking down, toward the living room, when Dad stopped me to say he could not figure out how to make the glass in the windows of a front elevation he was drawing LOOK like glass. The famous Handed Me His Pencil moment. That was my bedroom at the end of the hall. The furnishings were totally different from what we see in this model, of course.
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