Lifestyle of Today's Art Students

[Wingfoot]

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My wife & I went to a breakfast restaurant this morning and by happenstance met my wife's former boss Nancy and her husband Ralph (fellow Trumpers) in the lobby waiting for a table. We are friends and the four of us were seated together at a table. We reminisced as well as caught up on today's family events which is the reason for this new thread.

Nancy's granddaughter Eva is a 2019 high school graduate and has been accepted to be this year's freshman at the Kansas City Art Institute. The Art Institute is just a few blocks west of Kansas City's dangerous "killing fields" ghetto. Grandma Nancy showed us a picture on her iphone of Eva and she sure looked cute to me.

My wife made the comment that Eva must have really blossomed. My wife said she met Eva during her sophomore year and remembered her as blonde, skinny and VERY plain. Nancy said Eva was a late bloomer. Eva turned 18 close to graduation and took her birthday/graduation money and put her first tattoo, a hand holding a bouquet of flowers, located close to her right ankle. Eva upset the fundamental Baptists Mom, Dad, Grandma and Grandpa with her new ankle art and announcing there are more to come.

Nancy's daughter Rebecca made a trip to the Kansas City Art Institute freshman dorms during a visitation and was shocked to see the bowls of condoms, with instructions, arranged everywhere she looked. "Oh, Mom," was Eva's response to Rebecca's concern of the table arrangements in the Art Institute's dorms.

Eva is a woman now, but Mom & Dad applied the brakes, somewhat. First, Eva will be attending the Kansas City Art Institute later this month when classes begin. Second, Eva will be wearing her new wardrobe (everything nice and tight)! Third, NO dorms for Eva; at least for the first semester!

Daddy is finding Eva a nicer car to drive to school, because Eva will be travelling at least 10 miles each way through KC's most dangerous ghetto to get to and from school every day from home.

What a decision to make as a parent....... Take a chance to have my cute, blonde coed daughter sitting in a stalled car in the ghetto or have my cute, blonde coed daughter living coed in a dorm full of cock-hounds. I wonder if they accept old-farts as art students and allow them to live in the dorms? ...............just wondering.

Kansas City Art Institute Dorms.​

 

[steve from staten island]

I hear and can relate. Thing is you do your best and let them fly. The condoms thing, while a old non political conservative like me, wouldn't care for such open displays, the message is safe sex and preventing unwanted pregnancies. Kids even the best are going to do what they are going to do.
The car issue I can also relate. When my daughter went to grad school the neighborhood wasn't great, in fact it was bad. I helped her buy a new Civic and when asked because of car theft, I said no alarm. I didn't want anyone coming out trying to prevent one of the low lives from stealing her car.
She also had to keep some late hours doing research work in the school library. She knew never to walk home alone. City LEO's and campus police were everywhere but you still worry

 

[gkent]

Well you would think the condom thing is a good thing considering all the ant-abortionists kicking around and getting their way with state laws !! Personally I think abortion is like gun control ... there are two sides but neither will ever win. You can pass the law but the determined will find a way.

 

[greycharger]

Cell phones make the car thing less important than if used to be.

Saw a young lady with smoke coming from the hood. Didn't think, just pulled over. That's what we do here.
She ran up and jumped in; she didn't give it a thought either. "What's wrong with it?" I asked. "it's knocking". Well, there are knocks and there are knocks and maybe it could make it the 5 miles remaining to town. "Let''s look at it and maybe you can nurse it in". It was a horrible knock, just about to spit pieces, she must have already tried the nurse it to town plan. So I drove her to her job, I had plenty of time to get to work.
Later I thought how nice it is that it never occurred to me, as with some other towns, there may have been an accomplice in the weeds waiting to attack. She never gave it a thought that she shouldn't just run up and jump in a strange man's car on the Interstate.
Maybe naive, maybe dumb, but we have it pretty good anyway.