I have come to realize how much of my intellectual development I owe to my father. He was a constant source of books and ideas for me, opening up whole worlds of inspiration and values.
A story about my father and Ivan Illich: Illich came to speak at the university where my father teaches, and during his visit ran up huge international telephone bills on my father’s phone. He was, and still is, a little put out that Illich never offered to pay for them.
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As I walk here and there on my daily rounds, I often run into Kiki (who appears—fictionalized—in Rega’s Bone.”) He is a delivery driver. His warmth and childlike innocence are enormously moving.
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