Reminiscence, continued
The Chief Psychologist at the time was my best friend, Manfred Pruesse. Manfred an I had been classmates at the University of Waterloo and our families were close. He had also interned in Kansas City, although with a different hospital. He and his family had moved there before we did and, when we went there, we stayed with them until we could get a place of our own. The climate in Kansas City is much like that of Toronto but about ten degrees Fehrenheit warmer. It was good country for bugs. We had cots for the children but Joyce and I slept on a matress on the floor. You had to be careful to turn on the light before getting out of bed so all of the bugs had time to scurry for the walls before they got stepped on.
When we were at Waterloo, an APA approved internship was mandatory. I had applied to a couple of well-known places in the States, but had not been accepted. So, in May of 1964 (I think it was), I drove to Chicago to the Midwestern Psychological Association convention and talked with recruiters in the meet-market. One of them was from the University of Kansas Medical Center. But I never heard from them. By August, I was becoming concerned – it was either find an internship or take another year of courses – so I phoned to find out whether they had managed to hire an intern. They said No and come on down. We packed our kids and everything we owned in our Volkswagen and a borrowed trailer and hit the road. The car blew out a couple of cylinders on the way down but we got there. Kansas City is hilly, and the only way we could manage the hils was to slip the clutch and rev up the motor so that the two remaining cylinders could do the work.
Kansas City had heavenly food. I particularly remember one out-of-this-world buffet and I remember Shaky’s Pizza. Shaky’s was a big open space filled with long tables. There was an area for adults (for families, actually), where you couold drink, and an area for adolecents. Manfred loved to drink. While we were in Waterloo, we had explored all of the pubs within miles, and we continued to do so later when we worked at Lakeshore Psychiatric Hospital.

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