Literature, music, drama, and ritual are hypnotic transrational experiences for me.
[How did you come to be, and what is your place within the cosmos?]
I am a professor emeritus from Loyola University Chicago. I was born at a University of Chicago hospital just a few days before Enrico Fermi split the atom a few blocks away. Truly, I am a child of the atomic age! [haha] My interests have always been transrational, e.g., those experiences which transcend rational explanation. [huh?] Literature, music, drama, ritual are hypnotic transrational experiences for me. [oh]
[Favorite blog post?]
I particularly remember “Speculative Autobiography,” perhaps for egocentric reasons. I am the author of, “The Wisdom of Memoir: Reading and Writing Life’s Sacred Texts.” This book looks at life as a manifestation of the divine and the telling of a life story or part of a life story as a form of wisdom literature. I am also fascinated with the concept of mapping, both physical and spiritual geographies, and appreciated the maps in the piece. Nice work.
[Didn’t realize we barked up the same tree! Once, you walked into Metropolis and I was howling a single syllable for no reason. Then, without missing a beat, you started singing too. Quit hypnotic! Thanks Peter]
[Who are you?]
[Favorite post or line?]
“My great-great grandfather aimed his rifle at the emaciated, wolfish-looking man running up to their front door. His wife pushed the barrel away, recognizing her son.”
[Wow, from post #2! Thanks Erica, mortal enemy of haters of the weird, and creator of Blogjob]
Bob Wegner, Pops, or Kathy’s Latest Fling.
We eventually worked our way up to making go-karts to shooting up rockets into space carrying guppies or mice.
[A story from your own life?]
As we prepare to pack up for an upcoming move leaving Delaware, we’re coming across a multitude of Gopher Padfoot’s personal items…a living time capsule in vivid 3-D. From closets to file cabinets to boxes…a wealth of good memories. What a rich history of boyhead [sic.] passions: a drum set that seems to consist of 100 pieces [each of them expensive- thanks dad], paintings, ultimate Frisbee shoes, a chess set from grandpa, a host of writing materials, passport, a survival kit from a sister [matches, walking stick, carbon monoxide detector, poem by Rudolf Steiner], grandpa’s 1950 encyclopedias, even dirty used clothes – no moths please – on and on.
Ben’s life – brought out from his personal items – reminds me of my earlier years. [hmm…] Memories from my childhood consist of being raised in a very large family…usually had enough arms and legs (not necessarily talent) to assemble a team for playing sports – only the three main ones mattered (baseball, basketball, football). Hobbies, personal interests, and not getting caught doing something bad necessitated us to be creative as kids.
We enjoyed literally thousands of hours of years of our youth in exploring (and conquering) “the woods”…a local bounty of wilderness. Woods in Summer: ‘sploring’, climbing the timbers, fort building; Winter: skating and sledding, surviving the harsh Wisconsin elements. The woods: our personal refuge that we ruled for years.
[Some differences between me and you: I had the chance to play richy-rich sports like hockey and lacrosse while you played the ‘three main ones’. Some similarities: We both spent a lot of time in the woods, our refuge, and grew up inventing games. I also loved the times you coached my little league baseball teams, even though you kept wanting to check we had our cups on…]
[How are you creative in your own life (anything from writing, making things with tools, drawing, etc.)?]
Gees, did we build things! Early projects involved hand-made necessities such as a butterfly net out of a hanger and net fabric or that necessary bow and arrow or slingshots for sustenance. Hey, I’m talking early on. We never did shoot any deer or rabbits with those. Mom always had had a PB+J sandwich or two to keep us going. [Thanks Grandma]
We eventually worked our way up to making go-karts [what!?] to shooting up rockets into space carrying guppies or mice. [because they can’t feel, right?] And housing…yes, we built fort after fort in the woods. Little did we know at the time, that my future wife and brothers would unknowingly invade them, knock them down a bit for us to build more concealed ones. [my parents grew up next to the same woods, at St. Francis Seminary in Milwaukee]
All-in-all…some awesome childhood memories…all spurred from Ben’s wonderful artifacts that we’re seeing now ahead of the next journey. [Awesome dad. Thanks so much]
…Many cherished moments …each one to be augmented with new ones into the future.
Amy Jamy Schyler 彩漫 Cunningham 姜. Which itself is hard to figure out.
[Favorite blog post?]
Honestly, I find the ones I am in or thought of to be supremely interesting simply for the fact I get a chance to imagine the vast differences in perception. Simply put, it is rather awesome to see what other people take away from times with you.
Is there a question about my life path or current activities？ I’m gonna go with 有.
那…I am on a bus going through Western 中国 headed towards a village for 端午节 (known as Dragon Boat festival in English). Oh, the wonders of internet phones.
From there, I am joining my 朋友 to teach his kids baseball and work with his special needs kids for a week. Woo.
I am also trying to grow out my nails. Which means a lot of nail polish.
[Jesus. I’m renting a car and driving to Wisconsin]
Three cats, two strays, one spider, several students and select friends (they just don’t know it.)
[We do, and thanks for getting me ‘fixed’]
A 问题 for Ben…
How is your cat doing？
[Mimi is doing absolutely wonderful. She is answering the questions too and will appear next week!]
[My friend, our correspondence during your time in China has been invaluable. Your journey abroad and my journey at home have mirrored each other in fascinating ways, and your experience has informed me immensely; specifically, you’ve taught me that if I look too hard for something, I might miss everything. Everyone: if you want to read about what it’s like to teach English and rural China and then discover that maybe it’s not the best thing, right now, to do, oh my god what do I do now?- then click here]