I used to get into fights all the time, especially with the public-school kids. The Catholic-school kids and the public-school kids would have fights basically once a week. For no particular reason. Nowadays when it happens, everybody gets arrested. Back then the cops used to just break it up and send everybody home.
I was definitely in the middle class, and it felt like everybody around me was, too. Of course, there were always the kids that had the really nice apartments. I remember one kid was from Portugal—I don’t know who his family was, but they had an apartment in the Dakota. He had a party at his house, and I remember walking into the apartment in the Dakota and thinking to myself—Wow, people live like this? This is crazy. The ceilings are like twenty feet high.