tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post6581379962116138605..comments2023-10-22T20:53:58.823-04:00Comments on String Too Short to Tie: Newlyweds in the Fiftiesvanillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11978025976591113499noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post-83213726719377158972015-02-01T21:27:46.333-05:002015-02-01T21:27:46.333-05:00Sharkey, I saw the feedback. Interesting. All the...Sharkey, I saw the feedback. Interesting. All the places I have lived during my adult life are still occupied but one, which was really a back-alley garage we lived in briefly. In fact, six of the nine places I lived as a child are still occupied, including the house where I was born. vanillahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11978025976591113499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post-44304888013944863822015-02-01T20:02:11.363-05:002015-02-01T20:02:11.363-05:00Interesting to be able to go back and see the plac...Interesting to be able to go back and see the place. Three of the five places we lived after getting married are no more. It's weird, really. But as you saw yesterday, my childhood house still stands. I got some feedback on that on FB from people who still live in the hometown, including a fellow school bus rider.Sharkbyteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10139935335209860357noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post-60187989927738559132015-02-01T17:50:16.277-05:002015-02-01T17:50:16.277-05:00Lin, I think that was a very smart move. Buy a ho...Lin, I think that was a very smart move. Buy a house when young, make it a home for the long haul. (That's not what I did, but different strokes. . .)vanillahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11978025976591113499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post-2235010757020212142015-02-01T17:09:22.653-05:002015-02-01T17:09:22.653-05:00I don't remember what our pay was, but I think...I don't remember what our pay was, but I think our rent was $400/mo when we first got married. It was a nice little place and we bought our house a mile north after a couple of years. We are still in the house in spite of it being our "starter home." Now it is a good retirement home, I think.Linhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07042143254001890567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post-19583046246672297022015-01-31T18:47:20.012-05:002015-01-31T18:47:20.012-05:00Chuck, seems you had perhaps the best arrangement ...Chuck, seems you had perhaps the best arrangement of any who have checked in so far. Well done.<br /><br />Grace, without doing a bunch of arithmetic, it appears your rent was close to forty percent of your income; yet no doubt a bargain in the City. I waited until after my 21st birthday to wed because I refused to ask my parents to sign for my marriage license. And no, it was not a have-to case.vanillahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11978025976591113499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post-49372395619531583802015-01-31T14:02:12.063-05:002015-01-31T14:02:12.063-05:00My first place? 1967 - I had to wait until I was 2...My first place? 1967 - I had to wait until I was 21 because that was the legal age back then, no one would let me sign a lease until I was 'legal'. L-shaped studio in 8 story apartment building, 2 blocks to the subway. Rent was $134 a month and included utilities. I was a federal gov't worker and my salary was about $82 per week. I have no recollection of my take-home pay. But I had no debt (despite having a credit card), nice clothes and money in the bank. I was going to college at night but The City University of New York was tuition free! Yay for the good old days (?)Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02779872914493612101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post-41935831585273808592015-01-31T11:11:15.896-05:002015-01-31T11:11:15.896-05:00After the honeymoon, we moved into a one bedroom a...After the honeymoon, we moved into a one bedroom apartment in married housing on the Mich State campus. Fortunately no foul odors, no utility bills and we could walk to classes. Secondary Roadshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05116234285533139701noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post-29710821285028660172015-01-31T10:21:58.606-05:002015-01-31T10:21:58.606-05:00Jim, I thank you. And I bow to you as the better m...Jim, I thank you. And I bow to you as the better manager of your resources, for it seems your rent was about 19% of your net income, whereas mine was about 29% of mine. Oh, wait, though. Did you have utility bills on top of the rent? ;-)vanillahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11978025976591113499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post-6639145524966409932015-01-31T09:45:24.235-05:002015-01-31T09:45:24.235-05:00I knew you'd have a good story to tell! You go...I knew you'd have a good story to tell! You got me thinking about my rent:take-home ratio. I figure I brought home $1300 a month in 1989 when I rented that place, which rented for $250. That rent was a bargain then -- similar places went for closer to $450-500. I had no cigar-smoking landlord, but I did have to listen to my landlady sing off key when she did her laundry, right under my bedroom.Jim Greyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06941665968757241278noreply@blogger.com