Going to Art School was a blast! It opened my eyes to many things, greatly improving social skills. One day while running in order to catch an early streetcar, the brace on my leg broke but I kept on running. While yanking the damned thing off, I concluded that if running is possible without the brace, why wear it? And never saw it again. Some classes were dull, were cut and were replaced by going to the library to research on anything that came to mind. This improved writing skills. Soon it became evident that I could never make it as a commercial artist. Therefore, instead of seeking work in advertising agencies, I went to the television stations and applied for employment as Art Director.