It was inevitable, thought we didn’t know it at the time, that we should meet Bulent. Mari and I flew from Izmir to Ankara where we spent the night. Then the next day by bus to Adana. Sounds like a simple statement, but it was not so simple. The two-propeller plane took off from what (more)
In this excerpt, set in Tampa in the early 1970s, Patrick describes how he first learned of Dr. Weightnovel, which turned into a writing project he worked on for the rest of his life, but never finished. I’ve made only minor edits, primarily fixing typos and punctuation. Caution to the reader: this story includes a (more)
Create a montage of those events that most often recur in memory. Mari got a a job teaching elementary art in Centereach. We found a cottage in Lake Ronkokoma to rent. Since she was teaching under the name on her teaching certificate, we lived under that name – last name Irvin. Her sister Nancy and (more)
This is another autobiographical story with a familiar theme–Patrick and Mari’s journey to Izmir, Turkey. I’ve made only minor edits. About nine o’clock in the morning, Mari and I stepped down from the train onto the platform in Istanbul. Beside us were the two bulging suitcases I had wrestled from Luxemburg to Paris, from there (more)
In this transcription of a recording, Patrick talked about cars and jobs in the late 1950s. The recording is from 19 November 2011 when I visited him in Spain. JPI’m the son of Patrick of Meadows.
Patrick begins this 2011 recording with thoughts of how to tell his life story and finishes with the way his mom encountered her husband’s mistress. A maroon 1946 Ford is also mentioned. JPI’m the son of Patrick of Meadows.
Scribblings about my origins from over a decade ago, as an exchange between Patrick and myself. JPI’m the son of Patrick of Meadows.
This is an alternate version of Patrick’s autobiographical story East End, a bit more crude, as found in As Chance Would Have It. The one posted earlier was likely submitted for publication. PatrickPatrick Meadows 1934 – 2017. patrick-meadows.com
A story drawn from Patrick’s childhood about an older boy and other neighbor kids.
As Chance Would Have ItorThe Adventitious Life Here are the first two chapters of As Chance Would Have It, titled 1934 and 1937, though the story line extends beyond these dates. I’ve included the prefacing quotes as well. PatrickPatrick Meadows 1934 – 2017. patrick-meadows.com
Many years before I ever hear of the Beat Generation, or even Jack Kerouac in particular, I am on the road. In 1953 I am 19 years old. With Lee Liming we leave Winter Park for Oregon to work in the Coos Bay Lumber camp. In 1958 I am living not far from Kerouac, and (more)
This is the transcript of a 12-minute conversation with Patrick, recorded on 8 Oct 2014. Man, I love hearing his voice. The recording is way too long to post here, unfortunately, so you’ll just have to imagine the sounds of our laughter over the clinking of frequently refilled scotch glasses, the zoom-zoom noises he used (more)
Our daddy bought a piece of land on Lee Road that had, until then, been a watermelon patch, and on weekends he proceeded to build a four-room house. The previous owner was Lee Rhodes, who lived with his wife Carlee, on our right. His son Bill lived on our left with his wife Lorena. Over (more)
Here’s another short conversation with Patrick in which he talks a little about the curse of Archduke Ludwig Salvator.
Here’s a long autobiographical story by Patrick about his time in Missouri. I found two versions, one from 2011 and another from 2013. There’s also a 2017 version embedded in As Chance Would Have It. PatrickPatrick Meadows 1934 – 2017. patrick-meadows.com