The Key West Citizen

Noises In Raymer Apartment
Annoy 'My Sister, Eileen' Author
Uses Some Of These
Incidents At
Court In One
Of Her Stories
By
DOROTHY RAYMER
Back in my salad days at the
Ohio State University during a
post-graduate year, I lived in an
apartment house called Indianola
Court. It was an ordinary build-
ing, dull to look at on the outside.
But the exterior was deceiving.
It housed a very famous writer-
to-be, none other than Ruth Mc.
Kenny, playwright and novelist.
She lived directly below
me
with her sister and her grand-
mother. We exchanged sugar
borrowing and a few comments
on the colored janitor who had a
problem goldfish. Once we dis-
cussed the odd noises Ruth heard
over her head in my apartment.
Her grandmother was extremely
curious to know what the vibra-
tion of the ceiling by day and
the thumping sound at night hap-
pened to be. She also complained
about the loud crashes which oc-
curred at odd hours in the early
morning. Ruth came up to ask.
The explanation was simple:
the solution was not. Eventually
The McKenny clan moved. Before
I go any further I had better ex-
plain here and now what caused
the noise. My room-mate
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NOISES IN RAYMER
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...modeled clothes for college women and ran a sewing machine most of the day. Hence the vibrating sound. At night, I was usually busy pounding out a long thesis for my M.A. degree and my typewriter produced the thumping. The crashes were due to a very temperamental iron bed which had a habit of collapsing inconveniently when we were sound asleep.
Years later, Miss McKenny used some of these incidents at...