Michael Horace Grunsten:  

Paul Revere Grammar School (Chicago) days. We arrived from Buenos Aires, Argentina via NY and settled at 6931 S. Woodlawn in 1951. My mother, two brothers and I did not speak a word of English. My father taught us to say ¿I don¿t speak English yet¿ to defend ourselves while we learned. With that limited vocabulary our mother didn't want us to walk home for lunch from Paul Revere grammar school. She was afraid that if we took a wrong turn we'd never be able to get back home. She arranged for us to eat in the eighth-grade classroom. For many days we sat there with our little lunch bags, all by ourselves. Then one day the room was filled with about 30 kids and their little lunch bags. Everybody had eaten their lunch and a teacher signaled for everyone to stand and follow her. Not understanding what was going on we did likewise. We followed everyone into the gymnasium. Turned out that this was a tap-dancing class. There were in the back doing all the moves and thinking "These American people have very strange customs." Later when my brother Richard's class was going to present a play, it convinced him that all Americans wanted to be in show-business. In 1955 we moved to Evanston and started at Nichols Junior High. Then on to ETHS. I've set up a website for our class of '61. It's at eths61.com. Bio, sort of Before moving to the US as an eight year old I lived in a house with many relatives in Buenos Aires. My uncle was a well known artist in Argentina. As kids we hung around him as he drew. As a result I ended up in art classes at the age of six. When we got to the US my mother would send the three of us brothers to the Art Institute of Chicago for lessons every Saturday. Guess that it wasn't a great surprise that I ended up getting so many art awards while at ETHS. Strange thing though was that I wasn't interested in art. I attended Miami of Ohio for a semester and accepted a job in a commercial art studio at 333 N Michigan (across the street from the Wri...Expand for more