The Cold Apartment And My Years In Psychotherapy

                        

          By Gene Aronowitz

Back in 1967, my now ex-wife, Judi, our infant daughter, Lisa, and I were living on the second floor of a two-family home in the Belmont Harbor area of Chicago. The house was owned by a woman of about seventy and her son, who was a little over forty.  They had a problem with their electricity so that all of our needs could not be met and fuses were continually blowing. The fuse box was in their part of the house and we would always have to ask them to change them, keeping them in a constant state of irritation.  Also, the house was kept cold and we would complain from time to time.  They would get angry and tell us to dress more warmly. Confronting them regarding these issues became a source of serious anxiety for me.  I developed what I considered a paranoid fear of retaliation. This problem consumed most of the allotted time in my psychotherapy sessions.

We eventually got ourselves kicked out of the apartment by decorating without getting their approval and deducting all the money from our rent. They said they wanted their money and we refused so we were evicted but very relieved to be gone.  I was then attending the University of Chicago so we moved to the south side. 

One day three years later, I read that the son was charged with the fatal shooting of a 34-year-old resident of his house who complained about the lack of heat.  According to the police report, the victim had gone downstairs to argue about the heat.  Our former landlord went into his bedroom, got a pistol, and shot the tenant several times. 

So much for my being abnormally fearful of retaliation. 

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