Tell HN: I interviewed my dad before he died
My dad got really sick a few months ago. I was shocked but also panicked about the idea of him dying without me knowing him well. He was a great dad but didn't talk much.
Fortunately, he got better for a short time. I seized the opportunity to ask him as much as he could answer and film him. Of course, his memory wasn't perfect but I got the big picture.
Now that he passed away, I'm both devastated and glad that I got to know him more and kept a record so I can see his face and listen to his voice for more than the usual family video. I wish I had done it sooner though.
I've heard multiple people tell me they don't know their parents' or grandparents' life, or they've heard it but they've eventually forgotten so I thought I'd share. I hope this will help some of you.
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About 10 years ago, my mom came down with cancer and was in hospice care for some time. I had the opportunity to sit with her and hold hands and talk. She was a person of faith, I am not. She asked me to light the yahrzeit for her which I of course agreed to do, and did, although I had to consult the internet to figure out how.
She asked me if I would reconsider my rejection of faith, I had to be honest with her and said that I was sorry that I could not do that. She said if she got up there, into heaven, and could get me a message, would I change my mind. I said sure Ma. We came up with a goofy pass phrase, that only her and I knew, and pinky swore never to tell anyone. No, I have not received the message, but I do the candle. It is coming up on the 10th the web site says.
But, "proof" of God's existence in this way would eliminate the need for faith. Conversely, you also cannot prove that God does not exist, making it a faith, of a sort, in both directions.
Truly, faith is a choice: you choose if you are going to have it (or try to have it), or not.
And thus not having faith is also a choice -- it's an implicit, and sometimes explicit, rejection of faith; and, thus, God.
So I wouldn't hold my breath waiting for that message from your Ma, as awesome as she sounds; if she is wrong, and there is no heaven, then you will never receive that message; and, if she is right, as I deeply and humbly believe, you will also never receive the message because that would eliminate the need for you to make a decision, personally, to have faith or not.
I was a weird kid, and my mom protected me. I grew up on a farm in a pretty rural area. When I was between my sophomore and junior year in high school, my dad wanted me to work on the farm, to make me a man, or whatever. I wanted to go to science camp for the summer. Ma, put her foot down, and I got to go to science camp.
I dunno about the god stuff. I am not holding my breath on the message. But, I am lighting her candle.
That's all I got to say on it.
And good is also relative. Mom is a smart egoist. She takes care of her genes.
You might not even notice it (and sadly perhaps most won't), but by mentioning a pet theory, you are, perhaps unwillingly, on the way of denying her her choice and existence.
Seems petty to me, pun intended.
The point is pretty simple: dad has a traditional image of how men are supposed to be, mom sees her son isn't the typical man. Mom protects her son by standing up for him. Mothers protect their children all the time in nature. Why do they do this? Because they take care of their genes. Its their offspring. Do they always do this? No, sometimes they don't. Sometimes they fail, given the circumstances. For example with regards to abuse. Of course there is free will involved in such.
If anything, I am insulting males here, because they regularly act like dumb egoists, selfish, short-sighted, such as in this case.
I applaud smart egoism, as its a long-term win-win. And it isn't always the easy or obvious choice.
Existence has nothing to do with any of this. If anything, I am honoring her influence (past existence, as there's no proof for existence of ghosts etc).
Does anyone actually believe this? What religion's pitch is "just trust me bro"?
Yes they do. Not really -- the pitch is more than that. Personally I believe the standard is we need _some_ evidence (not necessarily to the level of scientific journals) to claim something exists. If there's no evidence, it's as good as not existing.
The evidence for Christianity is more like this:
The historical contexts in which the NT & OT Characters existed (including Jesus) did not have a scientific world view, but they did have a story telling tradition which handed down stories as the closest thing to "fact" in the time period.
We have a collection of copies of documents written by some people about a guy[1].
Then when it comes to is the content of the documents true, that's more where people are leaning on your own experience (contemporarily), or shared collective experience (moreso in the past). It seems to be true enough that many people find value, and experience something they believe they otherwise would not experience when interacting with their religion/faith. One can dismiss it as the placebo effect, but I'm not sure that's entirely fair to be so ready to dismiss so many people's experiences when we also see so many other fields which rely heavily on subjective experience (such some medications, marketing/advertising, arts etc) ...
[1]: https://www.college.columbia.edu/core/node/1754
So did the ancient Sanskrit (Hinduism, Buddhism) Greek (Hellenism) and Nahuatl (Azctec) written cultures. Their cosmologies and moral systems are totally at odds with one another, let alone Christianity or Judaism. The pitch for all of them is essentially still, "just true me bro." The more recent variants of Christianity alone are often cosmologically and morally incompatible, sometimes violently. We don't have a full picture of historical "original" Christianity as the Apostles are claimed to have practiced. And then there's Islam, which being newer has arguably more historical documentation than any of the aforementioned faiths. So, which to choose?
Are some of them the same? Which one is the "right" one? How can anyone rationalize that multiple religions have core tenets to convert people, sometimes with war? Just like I don't want some "trust me bro" person proselytizing to me a new agile software process, I don't want that from any religious person.
I firmly believe someone can lead a moral and ethical life without religions varying rules, ceremonies, etc.
My only point was it's a lot more than "just trust me bro" ...
I'm not trying to convince you of anything more than that. Your journey is your own :)
It seems inherently human to hold faiths/beliefs, even outside of organised religions.
Hell, I consider myself a pretty logical guy, but knowing that opening an umbrella indoors is meant to be bad luck, or seeing faces/creatures in empty shadows at night always makes me second guess myself for a second.
I suppose it's just evolutionary survival mechanisms at play; if the members of your tribe drink from a certain spot and then die, nobody will drink from that spot. If doing the hokey pokey before planting crops always seems to result in a bumper crop then the rest of the tribe will start doing it - for the times where nature does not provide a bumper crop, well, that's why characters like the devil were invented, to explain away those scenarios.
And for a long time, I was aspiritual. I've since rekindled my relationship with my spirituality, but I only believe things on my own terms.
The fear of burning in a pit of fire for all eternity never sparked joy for me.
I know this is something people say, but I've never found it to be true. I could pretend to believe but deep down that wouldn't make me a believer. If I could simply choose to believe there was something after death I would, it would be a great comfort, but I simply cannot.
Look. My Ma was sick, and hurting, I held her hand, we pinky swore over something silly, we knew that, it made her smile amongst a lot of pain. I light a candle, and think about all the times she was there for me.
The rest of it? Who cares.
Because you "simply cannot" you've made a choice.
That's a good one!
Sorry.. as a fan I couldn’t resist.
In the same way that not believing in goblins and fairies is a choice.
If we were somehow satisfied, how would we satisfy others? Even photos / videos wouldn't be enough as there'd always be claims they were faked. Photos / videos in combination with some sort of unprecedented global weather phenomena may be the best bet but even then science would be falling over itself to explain what happened and wouldn't just accept that yep, god exists and is responsible for that.
I assume there are similarities for many other religious backgrounds and texts. I find this a current inconsistency in expectations around current humans and the old and venerated prophets. I’m still a bit that we’re being asked more than those role models.
Okay.
Why does this matter?
Either we believe things because there is some evidence for them, or we do not. Why would the elimination of faith actually be something any human should care about in the slightest?
If there is no god, then of course it does not matter at all.
And, yet, here we are, discussing it.
Hitchens made a choice to propagate his own faith system, but what evidence has he presented?
Did he present any historical evidence for the absence of deities, or was it simply an opportunity to have a philosophical debate, or even perhaps get famous and have people fawn over your brilliant arguments, and follow you?
Logic also does not work this way. You don't prove a negative because it's impossible to provide proof of non-existence (it requires a systemic approach while proving existence requires an anecdotal evidence).
Of course for some of them, they will be more conscious of the fact that some people believe in a God, and that they don't. For instance if they grew up with religion and then left it. But that hardly describes all atheists.
Most atheists just don't believe in God in roughly the same way they don't believe in Russell's tea pot. It's not something that comes up very often.
If I claim to have a $100 bill in my wallet and we open my wallet and do not find the $100 bill, that is proof of its non-existence.
Saying "There exists vkhmcdtr" would be a closer example. Now prove me that vkhmcdtr does not exist.
And even there, if you are some flavor of Christian, saying God can be reduced to an object, or an incarnate being, can be akin to blasphemy, because they are not a "Being." They are its antecedent. Which is one of the roots of metaphysics and of course Christian theology.
Saying there's a magic invisible sky god is not a testable claim.
"Religion" is a word that encapsulates the concept "belief without evidence".
It's unsurprising that religions push the idea of faith. It's not generally a valued behavior in any other context.
or the transmission mechanism is under maintenance or never existing
or the receiving mechanism is broken
or the telepathic basis of that belief system is wrong, as humans do not have telepathy or it is vestigial
or the ability to manipulate this plane of existence is overstated or not available to tenants of a different plane
and so on, as you begin with, if such things were quantifiable then it would not require faith. would be fun to harness the energy from that dimension, or protect ourselves against those creatures given what's recorded about them.
Its only on the edges that you need to go lower, and that's when you start hitting the bare metal and realize there's something there that makes everything else possible.
IDK
https://whywontgodhealamputees.com/
The thing I noticed is that I have my own life - my grandparents passed some stories to me as well as my parents and they are part of my life. I have photos from like 1900's passed to me as family heirloom.
But I came to realization that I am unable to understand even 15% of any other persons life. Even my SO life will be maybe tops 40% that I can grasp or share as we spend really a lot of time together.
Maybe that is me but I feel that we are really isolated and our communications with words is really limited. Even being together in the same moment - each person feels/reacts a bit different.
I paint it as tragic in a sense but it is also beautiful that we really are unique snowflakes in the end.
So in the end I don't feel like it is even important for me to make some kind of interview - important part is to remember that they were alive and their life was their own and only their own as I cannot touch it I cannot grasp it - hence all life being special and to be celebrated, because there is not going to be second one that is identical with its struggles and with its dreams.
If you resolve that you can’t understand another’s life, then you never will.
There’s also raw speed. The speed of speech is one of the edges we have against most other species. Being able to communicate with raw thought would be even faster.
This goes beyond “unwillingness”
I went around and interviewed my extended family and some of my mom's friends over the course of about 6 months. I asked each person for any fun or touching stories they had. There were a lot. I edited down many hours of footage into a 45 minute video that basically said, "thanks for the last 22 years".
Days before I moved across country to start my job after graduation, I got the family together and had a viewing party. Unbeknownst to my mom this wasn't a going away party for me, it was an appreciation party for her. It was a wonderful moment.
Two people who I interviewed as part of this project have since passed away. So I dug up and digitized all of the unedited footage so that I can easily pull it up on my computer. There are some wonderful memories from my grandma and my father at a happier/healthier time in their lives. In their final years they were not really able to speak at all, so this footage really captures them at their relative best. It has been a helpful way for me and my family to deal with grief.
OP: Thank you for sharing your story. Sorry for your loss.
The problem was she was scared of dying I couldn't broach the subject with her. She left me a bunch of decisions and no stories for my kids.
I wonder if the type of parent who consents to an interview has probably instilled in you a wonderfully inquisitive attitude. My mum did for me to be fair - she just hid her lack of one from me during my childhood.
In fact she hid lots from me. She was not one for looking back. She said my dad left me and never looked back, and neither did she.
As I went through her stuff I found books and books photos. I found every card I've ever written her. I felt like I didn't know her fully.
If I had my time again, I'd push her for the bits I didn't know. Early relationships. How she felt about becoming a grandmother not 1 or 2 but 3 times. Stories not for me, but for my kids. "this is your nana. Not the pictures or the Xmas toys. The imperfect person who hid her idiosyncrasies and addictions from her son so he'd grow up without them"
My wife and I have no remaining parents, so missed this boat.
Final tip: find out passwords, funeral songs, emails of friends, etc, as its way hard once they've gone.
I am the family historian. I've learned that genealogy is not just about collecting names and dates, it's really important to collect stories. To that end interviewing family members, especially older family members, is key to understanding their lives and the lives of those who came before them.
I've interviewed not just my parents but also their surviving siblings, my great aunt before she passed, a distant cousin in his 90s, and perhaps most importantly my late father in law who never talked of his wartime service with his family but opened up to me. I recently shared one recording with his son, my brother in law, and it was really quite moving as he could hear his voice and stories that he had never known in detail.
People who take on the role of the family historian learn that lots of old photos, letters, and other keepsakes will come your way. One of the best things was an account written by a maternal great aunt about our immigrant ancestors and her impression of their personalities. The story of this document is interesting in itself. My older 1st cousin once removed back in the 70s had a similar role to mine, and tried to get her to record it on cassette. She refused, but decided to write it out (in longhand) which the cousin's wife typed up. A copy was lying around the family cabin. I can't tell you how overjoyed I was to find it.
I've built a small business based around genealogy, and I love to evangelize and encourage people to connect with relatives and share stories. In this age of endless distractions and digital tools and bad stuff happening around the world, talking with people and learning about their lives (and their family stories) is one of the most important things we can do IMHO.
I did this with my mother and have hours of iPhone video that I'm very glad for now; she died last year and I'll be able to show my future children who their grandmother was.
A few things for people who might want to try this in the future:
1. Audio matters a lot. My biggest regret is using the built in iPhone mic. I wish I'd thought more about sound.
2. Have a plan for sharing it with the rest of the family. I did not and I still don't, really.
3. Be clear with them on who can see this video in the future. That might change what they say or how they say it.
4. My mother had also recorded my great grandfather about his escape from the white army and travel to the US, but unfortunately the tape was not adequately preserved. Make sure the data is available for generations if needed.
I've done a lot of genealogical research into my dad's side of the family (I'm eligible for Italian citizenship through my great-grandparents), and it's been really fun finding out little tidbits about his family. But there's so much I wish I could ask him, as it's all fragmentary and big-picture, and lacks context.
I'm so envious of you that you have a recent, focused video record of your father. My sister has a bunch of old VHS tapes that might have my parents on them, but the tapes may have degraded, and, regardless, they're not recent, and even if the tapes are still functional, they'll be of generally poor quality and resolution (and worse, we were cheap and would record everything in EP mode). Neither of my parents liked having their photos taken, so I don't have a lot to work with there either.
So sorry about your dad, but I'm glad you at least got to get a little closer to him before he passed.
Yeah, I just feel so foolish for not taking better advantage of the time we did have, both for my sake and his. Obviously we can't change things now, but sometimes it's really hard to come to terms with these kinds of regrets.
I often think about the good moments. The week before the argument, I had bought him a microcontroller because he wanted to get into battery module development and to volunteer in his home country of Pakistan after retirement.
Since his death, I have been piecing together his life in whatever way I can in fear of losing those memories to the sands of time. Being born in Pakistan in the late 50s there were not too many video cameras around and so that part of his life is sort of locked away in the memories of the relatives who are still alive. Once they are gone, it pains me to realize that those parts of him are gone forever. One thing I have done is old b&w photos were "colorized" and that helps provide a small vision of his early days. Note taking in a timeline fashion has been helpful.
Furthermore it is interesting to see how many relatives have come forward with personal stories that they never shared in the past. It painted a side of my father that I never knew...because the moment to ask those specific questions never came up. Still, I am glad the stories were told to me. I am now trying to do the same for my mother while she is still around but she is so camera shy that I am finding it difficult to do a direct interview. I have settled on making notes and taking lots of candid photos so I have something.
Consciousness is also extremely strange. I wouldn’t rule out the possibility of not just experiencing the totality of your father, but also the entire conscious universe in some bizarre and unfathomable way in the end. The fact that this idea is so common cross culturally and throughout history is quite strange. As are the similarities in near death experiences.
Our minds play all kinds of tricks on us. Who knows how deep that goes. Our science is a powerful means of bypassing our ability to deceive ourselves, but it is forever limited by that same deceptive perception it attempts to bypass. What lies outside our perception is a great mystery, and I think it’s arrogant to rule out an angle of reality not accessible to the materialist conscious angle we perceive so sharply. The fact that it is far more prudent to walk where we can see instead of where we can’t doesn’t mean there is no world beyond our vision.
It's also made me more aware that there isn't even much where I'm filmed with my own kids (I'm the one filming 99.9% of the time).
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_oqbLSisnME
Quickly went and got setup to pull them down only to find out that the cloud system they were on had a software update that erased them!
I tried working with the company's vendor but they were never able to recover them for me. Do not ever wait, do it now while you still can.
Oh wow this brings back the emotions. Thank you I don't think I would have ever thought to look for these if it wasn't for your comment.
Posting this could not have been easy for you, it might be lost to history eventually, but know that it has already impacted the lives of others. Profoundly.
It isn't enough, and yet it is a pretty powerful outcome not only of your Dad's time here with you, but also how he raised a human being who in a time of hurt and loss wanted to help others.
Thank you, and thanks to your Dad as well.
For others who might read this, I started doing this with my Mom and Dad (they're in fine health despite their advanced age). I carry around a fancy recorder and a couple of lav microphones - I wire us up and push record and just start talking. I got a 2-3 hour session the last time I visited, and intend on continuing to do so in future visits. I find that they just forget that they're being recorded this way and speak pretty openly and freely.
I found that it's helpful to ask specific questions. My dad was born in Hong Kong and lived through the Japanese occupation and we spent much of our last visit talking about that. I find that it's helpful to ask follow-up questions to pull out additional color and details - "what was the name of this person" or "what do you remember about the market - smells? sounds?". This way it makes the story that much more interesting. I highly recommend [1] as a resource for what interesting stories sound like and how to put them together.
It also helps them relive those moments as well. I did that with my Mom and it really helped her relive some of those happier moments in her life. I learned the story of how she was on the last boat to pass through the Suez Canal before the 1956 crisis closed it off [2] and how she was honored at a ceremony honoring the memory of the 50th anniversary of the crisis and Lester Pearson's role in resolving it.
[1] https://jessicaabel.com/out-on-the-wire/ [2] https://www.history.com/topics/cold-war/suez-crisis
My only plan is to share with family members and ensure records don't get lost.
Tangential, but for those with easy access to their parents: Contact them, for whatever reason, or none at all. Text, call, facetime, or visit them in person — what really matters is that you're in each other's minds somewhat regularly.
I don't have a perfect relationship with my parents (dad in particular), but even as a grown adults we make an effort to keep in contact regularly. I'm lucky enough to live a few minutes from my parents, and can stop by for lunch on a whim (And mom is more than happy to whip up a home-cooked meal!).
I fully understand that some might have a toxic relationship where this might be impossible, but for those who might have started to drift due to life, there's a lot of upside.
My father had prostate cancer that became metastatic & while I had a couple years with him before he passed, I didn't get it together to record his stories. I did record a few, but I really wish I had more. I think it's great what you did & you will always be able to look back at those & share them with your future kids.
Be well.
Thanks for sharing. I'm lucky to have the memories and records that I do.
Also: https://storycorps.org/participate/ for suggestions about recording such an interview, etc.
He left before so many things he would have geeked out about: smartphones, raspberry pi, hobbyist microcontrollers and arduino, Tron Legacy movie, Marvel movies starting with Iron Man, and loads of cool Lego.
I was building the new Lego Galaxy Explorer yesterday, and thought of him. It was bittersweet but cathartic I think. We built the original set together on a flight from London to Toronto when I was 4 years old in 1978/9 and it's about my earliest memory.
My dad knew he hadn't much time so it probably helped. If your mother has a unique story (war, achievement, migration...) maybe she'll be inclined to tell it. Also, it's easier to talk about others, so you could ask her about her parents. Then you could switch to her.
I hope it helps.
I did the same thing with my grandfather. He grew up in the 1920s and lived through some rough times.
While I am glad that I did it, I feel a little foolish that I did it only pretty much close to the end of our relationship. How different could things have been, had I been getting to know my parents like that while I was still living with them.
With my kids, I am trying to cultivate and openness about my life outside of being the father that will, hopefully, make an interview with me at the end of my life superfluous.
(Another area where this is extremely powerful is marriage. Often, life gets in the way of really getting to know your partner, especially their early life. I certainly hadn’t paid enough attention to that part of my wife when we were dating. So it seems to be often only when there is a deep crisis that one seeks to really understand one’s partner. This is when you read these books about having the important conversations, learning your partners “love language“, or making an effort to put together a “manual“ of how your partner works, i.e. what calms him, angers him, etc..).
After his retirement, he was totally at home. He was my best friend now kinda i feel alone. I do have friends, mom and sister but he is the one who company's me to all places, we go to theatre to watch movies. I have only one audio recording of him which was accidentally recorded in his phone which is like 7mins. I would play it to hear his voice.
Actually as per Hindu Mythology, people pass on their knowledge, learnings in their death bed moment. But not sure how many follow it now.
Below is the famous one
https://www.indiatvnews.com/amp/news/india/know-the-teaching...
I have also pursued stories from my oldest aunt, my father of course, my mother.
I have taken many of these down and put together a genealogy book with photos, birth, death .. those sorts of factual things you find when researching. But also the stories from my father, aunts. And photos that I painstakingly scanned in, retouched.
Thanks to the tech of today and a modest investment I was able to have printed over a dozen of these hard-bound books and have shared them with aunts, siblings, cousins, neices, nephews, daughters....
I have done what I could.
And yet, I too kick myself for having not talked to Aunt Faye before she died in 2001. I was in my 30's and she had passed the 100 year mark in her life. What stories she could have told.
And my grandfather who died a few years after I graduated from college.
You do what you can when you can. I just wish I had cared about my larger family earlier in my life.
I prefer little to no memory of my parents. I view them as extremely low. Images, videos, or audio related to them is some thing that I would not keep and prefer their memory disappearing into eternity.
There’s always a flipside to the impermanence of this life. I am actually comforted by the idea that people disappear forever. Even someone that loved their father enough to record videos like that, it won’t be but another generation and it will all go into the trash. Which is obviously sad, and that’s ultimately meaningless. But what does have meaning is the connection that you shared. The love between you is what mattered.
I've gotten part way through this with my mother-in-law, who has had a remarkable life, for the sake of my children. I really need to do it for my own parents as well, this is a good reminder.
About 8 years ago I was enjoying a lazy morning with my dear grandmother, who was feeling particularly chatty as she insisted on making us breakfast.
Having previously recorded her making traditional foods (empanadas + tamales) in her kitchen before moving away, I had always wanted to interview her about life.
There was no better time to start, so I elevated my iPhone off the kitchen table and recorded her stories that morning.
The stories would turn out to be an amalgamation of different eras of her life, from growing up in a small village in Colombia, working as a seamstress, starting a small business, and raising a family in a strange land US. Many of the details were slightly intertwined and a little mixed up. The accuracy of the stories was not as important as her willingness to tell them.
She passed away a year ago, and that recording has brought comfort and laughter to her sisters, children, and grandchildren.
gracias mi abuelita, te quiero.
I always slacked and just toyed with the idea, but never acted on it. Now there's he is gone, and along with him the opportunity.
I am happy that you did, and I will take advantage of doing so with my dad.
I recorded my mother telling stories of her childhood, her parents, and grandparents when she was growing up in Oklahoma. I captured some great stories about how my ancestors traded with Native Americans, and when an uprising came, their farm was spared when all others were burned down, how my great grandmother fought off a mountain lion that came in the cabin when she was ironing clothes (she killed it by beating it with an iron, which is a family heirloom now), how my grandmother lost two brothers to the influenza epidemic, how my mother collected milk bottle caps to get tickets to the matinee as a teenager...
So many stories, and I know I barely scratched the surface. If you are reading this, and haven't gotten your family members to tell the stories, not only of their own lives, but of their parents, grandparents, do it now.
For those who are looking for guidance, there are books that help with such question prompts. My wife and I have done this with the help of a book in Polish. I just searched and found an English-language book for asking grandma questions: https://www.amazon.com/Grandma-Tell-Me-Your-Memories/dp/1563... . I imagine there are books in different languages and aimed at different family members that will make such a conversation easier.
Grandma passed two years ago, and we've already found comfort in this book.
Then I had the idea to ask her if I could interview her about her mother so that her mother's memory wouldn't be lost, and that worked. So it'll take time, but planting the seed for her to understand the value.
I did the same interview with a great grandparent though it was on VHS (early 00s) and sadly I've since lost the tape. My fave part was having questions that subvert the traditional theatre of "we interviewed CEO xyz and here's their 5 planned out answers and platitudes" but actual unrehearsed conversation. I digress, make sure you back that recording up in a few places!
My family recorded an hour long interview with my grandmother recently, and when she passed away it was something that we were really thankful to have it.
One of my coworkers had a similar inspiration for https://www.dominomind.com/ (it's still an early WIP) but the whole goal is to capture lasting memories to make them searchable later.
I feel like it's important for digital memories to be increasingly more searchable as time goes on. I capture so many random pictures, I worry sometimes if the important ones will be lost in the sea of food pics.
(Interestingly, my siblings resent me for this perhaps because they realize they have huge gaps in their knowledge about their father, and spent too little time they with him. It has ruptured whatever relationship we had.)
You did a good thing. Your efforts will sustain the memory of him and give you solace in years to come.
To anybody with healthy parents or grandparents, I strongly encourage you to do this before you think you need it.
Can you recommend some good questions to ask during the interview that resonated when you were watching it?
To be honest, I'm still under shock but what I feel is that I wish I had time to ask everything. The thing is you don't know what will resonate with them, so you have to ask a lot to have something to work with and connect to.
Which makes me thing: we are relatively young and have our memories (again, relatively) intact. Should we be recording ourselves for our kids?
If you don’t have kids or nieces/nephews, but think you might, should you do the same?
With phones, are we recording ourselves anyway and won’t have to worry about this?
Did you have any themes around the questions you asked?
Anyway, some thoughts:
Edit: added some thoughts here https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=32350197Edit 2: If I had had more time, I would have sorted through photos and start discussing from these.
I lost my grandmother (who partially raised me) and my father (who is the reason I am an engineer) in the same year, 2014. I wish I had done this for my grandmother and my father. I'm glad that you got a chance to do what I didn't.
Thanks for sharing this. I interviewed both of my parents (separately) several years ago and recorded the video and took notes that I transcribed. They are both still living but these are some of the most valuable digital files that I possess.
I may interview them jointly now. But doing it separately helped get their individual personalities to come through.
Did you have a format or a set of questions that you started with? My last remaining grandparent is still in relatively good health, but I'm always cognizant of the fact that once she's gone so is all of her knowledge. I'd love to do something similar with her.
I started a similar project with my grandgrandmother whom I loved very much. She used to tell many stories from her long life, so I wanted to document them. Sadly,she died sooner than I expected and I managed to record very little of her.
I hope you'll get the opportunity to do it with your mother, doubly more so if she can shed light on your father's life.
Thank you, and I'm very sorry for your loss.
Unfortunately my dad isn’t at a place where I can do this.
This is a super important thing to connect with my parents.
He had a fascinating life being sent out for re-education in Communist China but winding up in a then remote tropical paradise on the Burmese border. The locals were friendly and already effectively organized their villages on a communal basis so he said there was basically little work to do because the land was so fertile and few rules except that local girls were off-limits. Days were spent enjoying the natural environment, eating tropical fruit and BBQ fish and forest meats.
One day a troupe of city communists arrived for some reason or other, and he met a lovely girl. When he got the chance he moved back to the city and sought her out, they were married and he was assigned a job as an economic agent, being posted to remote factories around the country to negotiate trading deals to bolster the domestic economy under socialism. In those days few people could travel and he was lucky, despite having to spend most of his time on the road, to be able to travel the whole country and see its character before its modern destruction.
I asked him about how the travel was organized, he said every day there was a telex waiting for him at his assigned hotel which would tell him where he was going next. "Catch the #12 bus to West Station, then obtain a fare to Little Black Village, walk east to Factory #12". He said a lot of the travel was by donkey cart and other sort of ad-hoc methods. He was thus surprised every day and could only observe.
He seemed genuinely flattered by my interest in his life and included other information in the video. In the end it's always good to have some catch-all open questions like: "Is there anything else you'd like to say to future generations about the changes you have witnessed in your lifetime?"
I suppose I should upload it after he dies. Currently I have a copy and the family has a copy.
There's a great TV program in Australia where the host interviews randoms literally on the street: https://www.sbs.com.au/ondemand/program/front-up
I wish I had asked more though.
Specifically I wanted to get my grandad's story about his time in the partisan/antifascist movement and then after the war him being imprisoned as Stalin spy effectively becoming persona non grata. The whole story is one of betrayal, comeback and then mercy displayed towards the accusers. What I found fascinating about this is the humanity my grandad kept, that still guides me today.
I would be interested in reading a guide on how to conduct this kind of interviews, so if you have one, please share. I was even thinking of paying someone from film school to do it.
As for the production, I found that having a couple of smartphones were good enough for me. You do want to have backup capture. I wish I had had a better mic setup to record both voices with proper gain but modern smartphones are pretty good. Then I used Kdenlive for putting things together.