When I got back from Vietnam I lived in comunes for a couple years to get myself adjusted to civilian life again. Since I lived in a war situation for a year, I had almost reverted into an animal getting by on basic instincts, which is not acceptable in living in society. I recognized the fact that I had to start learning to live with other people in a peaceful way. After I learned some great lessons in inter-personal relationships it came to a point where I had to get a job and start supporting myself. I finally landed a job as a dishwasher/room service provider in a hotel called the Aurora Motor Inn near downtown Seattle. After I got my first pay check I answered an ad in the paper for a little room in a mansion on Queen Anne Hill. It was owned by an elderly couple who started renting out rooms in their spacious house to help with the up keep of the place. I lived there for a little while in a small room on the third floor in the front. This was one of my attempts at coming back to Seattle. Shortly after this I moved back to Snohomish County and lived there for the next ten or so years. The people who once owned this house passed on and now I see that it is converted back to a private house.
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