Move-in Day (feat. Clint from Tullahoma)
Mortuary College Part 2
In the spring of 2001, I decided to make the classic transition from Theatre Major to mortuary college student, a path that would begin in January 2002. Now, let me point out that my parents were paying for my school and my living situation which I realize is something not everyone has, and I’m incredibly grateful for it despite the things I’m about to tell you. I understand my privilege and appreciate it.
My parents and I planned to visit Nashville to find where I would live for my time there, but, every time we would try, something would happen to prevent us until finally they decided that, since the school owned some apartments there on the property, I could just live in one of those…sight-unseen.
On move-in day, the excitement of that first view of downtown Nashville, TN quickly died upon exiting the interstate. Suddenly the buildings were old and run-down, and everyone looked mad at me. It was the kind of area people told you to avoid, and they meant it, and they were right to mean it. It was genuinely dangerous. Thankfully, the school had a chain-link fence and a past-his-prime security guard with dyed auburn hair to keep us safe.
Inside the apartment were the whitest walls you’ve ever seen — like an uncomfortable, trying-to-hide-something white — but somehow still…
