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Round this time Sonoma was living in a house on Russian Hill. It was a really weird place. Think it was all crooked from settling; not a straight corner in the place. It had a lot of dark oak in it: paneling, rails, casings, cupboards, doors, window frames. This made it dimly lit and was downright spooky. But more than that, her elderly landlord couple lived upstairs. He liked to clean the back stairs at two in the morning in rubber boots and rubber apron or raincoat. Somehow I associated this with sex, by the sounds that could be heard through the ceiling after the cleaning was done. It was a weird place. Don't think she stayed there too long.
Another great class was Group Dynamics. I think I took it the first semester, second year. I remember I wrote the final when home in Illinois for a Christmas visit with my mother and brother. It was one of the more interesting classes that I had, and a great study of psychology. As an aside I took a summer psychology course just for the convenience of the summer credit. The only thing I learned there was that the teacher put the desks in a circle, the seating being at random, wherever anyone wanted. The first classes men and women sat interspersed. As the summer day classes moved along under Oak trees outside, all the women became seated on one side and all the men seated on the other. There was one guy who tried to hold-out, sitting with the women but he was defeated. This was all unsaid for the entirety of the length of the class until the last day. The teacher then informed us that he performed this same experiment for every of his classes, and the result was always the same.
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