Complicated People
Recording with Patrick and Christine about complicated people.
Patrick Meadows and Stephanie Shepard Memorial Site
When I post new items from the past, I want them to be at the top of the feed but intend to eventually stamp them with the date they were originally created.
This tag helps me remember which ones need to be reset after a few days near the top.
Recording with Patrick and Christine about complicated people.
This is a conversation describing what would have been part of his unfinished book “Bohemians of the Tramantura.“ Patrick: Let’s see, I think I’ve got this all written down, I don’t know why I’m telling it. Stephanie came to Mallorca before I did, with the idea of, with her husband, buying the house next door […]
A few notes I recorded on Mother’s Day 2017 while in search of coffee in Spain. Posted exactly six years later, but I’ll reset the date a few weeks from now.
Here’s a 2014 recording of a conversation about friends and family and the choices we make, Patrick said “Choose the people that are important in your life.” It’s good to hear his voice again.
Here’s a long recording from exactly eleven years ago in which Patrick talks about Chopin, Vida, Valldemossa, and more. We were eating dinner, probably at Vesuvius, probably served by Adriana. JPI’m the son of Patrick of Meadows.
This seventeen-minute recording starts with me telling Patrick about a couple of events at the inaugural IRL race at Las Vegas Speedway, then goes on to discuss various risky activities and concludes with a Unix/eunuchs pun. JPI’m the son of Patrick of Meadows.
Eleven years ago today, Patrick talked about some of his friends and their fascinating (and sometimes tragic) histories. Here’s the recording. We were having a late lunch in Santa Maria. JPI’m the son of Patrick of Meadows.
This is a recording from eleven years ago today, 16 Nov 2011, in which Patrick talks a bit about his first father-in-law (John, who subsequently adopted me) as well as Patrick’s paintings and poetry, stories ahead of their time, Dori teaching reading through dance, and Patrick repeating the 11th grade. JPI’m the son of Patrick […]
This was a surprise. I came across this receipt on Tuesday night. It’s for the Zambak, the boat that cost a fisherman his finger and almost cost my dad his life. JPI’m the son of Patrick of Meadows.
On the 2nd of May 2017, Suzy and I met the police chief in Valldemossa. After many condolences (“lo siento, lo siento”) and an explanation of what happened, he guided us and a grua (tow truck) to the place where Patrick died. Afterwards we returned to Valldemossa for a short break. We made this recording […]
If you have read the earlier posting Our Stories Intertwine Like a Kitten’s Yarn, you know about Patrick and Donna’s trip to Cuba in 1955. In October 2014 during our trip to Prescott, we had a longer conversation about it, recorded in two parts. Here I’ve combined the two transcriptions into one. In this conversation […]
Here’s a recording from a brief visit with Patrick at the Embassy Suites in L.A. in November 2012. He talks about meeting Stephanie, using her money to buy a harpsichord, which led to the origins of the music festival they built together. JPI’m the son of Patrick of Meadows.
Here’s a conversation (about 8-1/2 minutes long) from 16 November 2011. We talk about Carl’s music and other things. The background noise is a bit heavy so the transcription may not be entirely accurate. You can listen to the recording, however. JPI’m the son of Patrick of Meadows.
In 2017, Patrick and I talked about the making of Four Last Songs, a movie very, very loosely based on Patrick and Stephanie and directed by their friend Francesca Joseph. I started recording the conversation with two recorders, but as it turns out the overlap was imperfect. As a result, I have four separate recordings […]
This is a video recording of the view from the restaurant and scenic turnoff on the road to Puig Major and on to Pollenca. Patrick narrates a bit, describing the watch towers that ringed the island, each in site of the next. It was a beautifully clear day, the 25th of November 2011. My camera […]