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.
Thank you blood donors
Thank you dad
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[ 4.5 ms ] story [ 183 ms ] threadIt'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.
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.
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.
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.
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 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.
Unfortunately my dad isn’t at a place where I can do this.
This is a super important thing to connect with my parents.
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.
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
Thanks for sharing. I'm lucky to have the memories and records that I do.
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 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.
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.
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?
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.
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.