Interview meme from [profile] tashmania

Jan. 8th, 2006 10:29 pm
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1. Leave a comment saying you want to be interviewed.
2. I'll reply and give you five questions to answer.
3. You'll update your LJ with the questions answered.
4. You'll include this explanation.
5. You ask other people questions when they want to be interviewed. And it just keeps going, and going, and going....



1. Is there a particular work (book, song, play, poem, painting, anything vaguely creative) that you can say has influenced you in your life?
2. Are you a day bird or a night owl?
3. How far do you resemble your star sign, if at all, regardless of whether you believe in astrology or not?
4. Is there any one ambition that you can single out which you want to achieve, over and above all the others?
5. Rice Krispies chocolate cakes... good or bad? :p

1. Oh my goodness... many, many. The work of Georges Dumezil, the greatest historian in the twentieth century, determined the direction of my own research; and that of generations of great comics artists, a mountain range crowned by the titanic peaks of Jack Kirby and Hayao Miyazaki, made me a cartoonist. Then there are the great classical musicians: Beethoven, Schubert, Verdi, Mozart, Bach, Haendel, Rossini, Pergolesi, Vivaldi, Palestrina and so on and so forth and so following. Popular music: Louis Armstrong, the Beatles, Bob Dylan, Bruce Springsteen, Jackson Browne, Francesco Guccini, Edith Piaf. Movies... Oh my God, where do I begin? And then Keats, Virgil, Dante (the greatest poet I ever read), Goethe, Shakespeare, Dickens, Dr.Johnson, Sappho, Aeschylus, Homer, Thomas Mann, Kalidasa, Horace, Rabindranath Tagore.... I do not think that there is a place at which I can stop. I have read and seen and listened to and watched many, many things that I have loved, and I have learned from everything I have loved. And yes, there were Cathy, Ruth, Clare and Debbie, too. They do not count as works of art, except of course from God's hand, but they taught me what life was about.

2. Hard to tell. It depends on how much I ate the previous day, really.

3. Quite a bit, especially if you take in the Chinese year system. I was born in the month of the Lion of the year of the Tiger. Figures, does it not?

4. Depends what you mean. That I would like to achieve and think I can: to become well known as a historian (preferably without prostituting my views or my professionality). That I dream of: to marry the woman I love.

5. Good: for the taste. And bad: they probably have the nutritional value of dirty water.

3. About my wife

Date: 2006-01-09 01:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] patchworkmind.livejournal.com
Jan and I met each other in college, 1990. We hit it off instantly. We dated for a while and then were engaged for two years. We got married on 19-Sep-1992. I fell into a coma sometimes around Christmas of that year and was jetted out to hospital in Omaha, Nebraska in critical condition (requiring liver transplantation for survival) on 01-Jan-1993. I died briefly but got better, and during the Blizzard of March, 1993 I was able to return home after transplant recovery. Things were never the same.

The next several years were very tough. My health went up and down from 1995 on, often to alarming depths, and things were generally bad financially. Family came through to the rescue so many times it is impossible to recall. By 1998, things had calmed down, and I had finally resumed gainful employment and was doing well. After Noah was born I was transferred to Knoxville, Tennessee and promoted, but after we got there tow things happened. 1) The company organization in Knoxville resented me coming in, and 2) I began having acute liver failure. Three months after moving to Tennessee, we had to move back. Then I had to get another liver transplant, but I had to wait five months in hospital to get it. But I did get it, but as before, things were never the same.

Employment was very hard to get, much less to keep, and I was having awesome bouts with depression. Jan was having a very bad time of it as well. While she was glad I was still alive and still loved me, all the stress of everything over the years really did a job on her. Despite her understanding of what had been happening, resentment built up, and in February, 2003 she said she wanted a separation. It took until November, 2003 for us to actually be able to get to a point she could do it, but it was done. We were separated until September of last year.

Going beyond the historical account is difficult for me, because I'm at the moment quite torn as to how I feel about things. I will relate more later, or at least I'll try.

Re: 3. About my wife

Date: 2006-01-09 01:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fpb.livejournal.com
Oh my God. I do beg your pardon. Please, please don't bother. There is no need for you to be hurt in public just to satisfy my miserable curiosity.

Re: 3. About my wife

Date: 2006-01-09 01:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] patchworkmind.livejournal.com
No pardon necessary. All this is pretty much public record, from along my LJ over time. Your curiosity os not miserable. If I thought it were so, I would not have ventured answering. I do appreciate your respect. Please know that you have mine, sir.

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