The First Big Push - Orthodox Easter & Oral History Interviews in Florida
We arrived in Ft. Meyers, Florida mid-day on a Thursday afternoon. Nothing special. Or was it special?
We arrived in Ft. Meyers, Florida mid-day on a Thursday afternoon. Nothing special. Or was it special?
After exiting the airport in a theatrical process of events (the usual "hurry up and wait" routine with luggage with the added burden of camera equipment), “it” came almost as expected: sudden…but lacking character. "It" was the Florida Heat: exponential as always, but for some odd reason the usual Florida humidity was lacking its threatening personality. I hate Florida humidity – the way it creates heat waves that jar the skin as if magma were a viscous substance within Florida air instead of under the Earth’s mantle. That trait was lacking this trip. Maybe this trip wouldn’t be so bad after all.
As we gathered our belongings and progressed to packing them into our white rental vehicle, we started our venture to Babcia's house …around the corner of the airport's perimeter and a straight shot onward to North Port, Florida. This is where our business was, the Ukrainian community awaited our arrival as Ukrainian Easter started to crest above the weekly horizon on the calendar. What else is there to do during a drive as a backseat passenger but to gradually open and close your eyes in a slowing melodic manner that eventually would lead to heavy eyes and darkness.
I don't awaken until we arrive at Babcia’s house, our home for the next week. There is so much preparation for the Easter holidays and week of work. I’m here to document the oral histories of the Ukrainian Diaspora that live in the Ukrainian community here in North Port. It’s seems like a daunting mission. I’ve never met half of these individuals, and who knows if they will spare any interest in me, my questions, or my project, to say the least. With whatever doubts I may have, I must set them aside for the benefit of the project and its hopeful success, as I’m confident that these elders will be interested in telling me their stories in the end. Pushing aside my doubts, I prepare for the morning's filming of Mass at the Ukrainian church. This will likely be the point where many in the community witness me for the first time and start questioning why a camera is recording their religious rituals. Of course, there is no point in worrying about that at this point, it’s time for some rest after dinner.
Friday morning comes a little too slowly. I wake up before my alarm and everyone else. This might be a good time to go for a little run and just sweat out any stress building within my body for the day to come. I don’t understand though where the Florida humidity is hiding. Not once have I been to this state and failed to experience the torrential downpour of sweat exuding from the expanded pores of my body thanks to that monstrous humidity. This was a nice morning, balmy with a cool breeze, and thus, a nice run.
Without spoiling the rest of the week’s efforts in shooting video (you should watch the film), every interview ended with something special. Although there was some initial hesitation in some elder’s eyes about having their stories filmed or wondering whether anyone would even care about their stories, many took very well to the concept of "Baba Babee Skazala", encouraging me to push forward and create something that their children and grandchildren could appreciate. Over glasses of cognac, wonderful lunches, and too much food in general, these amazing people welcomed me into their homes with sincere hearts and teary eyes, and shared their desire for this project to come to a larger fruition than I thought possible.
As I sit in a P.F Changs on the second floor of the Ft. Meyers airport writing this blog post, I contemplate my initial feelings of the project and this large step in its progression to reality. I wasn’t all gung-ho, rather quite the opposite. I had uncertainties about how the project would be received and thus, wondered whether I should continue to push so hard for its existence or whether I should drop the project and save everyone the time and hassle. In the end, these many interviews and individual stories have expressed more than one would imagine and these people have so much to offer all of us if we just take the time to listen. I’ve come to realize that this project has a much greater, deeper meaning than I thought. So much so that I nearly forgot how much I despise the Florida Heat & Humidity!
Please stay tuned as there will be more to come. More wonderful Ukrainian lunches that I would love to share with you all as I fill up on too much bread and morning cognac! :)
Please don't limit yourself to "Baba Babee Skazala" for the stories of this amazing group of people. I encourage you to read and listen to the stories others have recorded, including some of our interviewees. Get copies of:
Guran, Bohdan, Lechman, Bohdan et seq., "Flight to Freedom: Biographies of Five Families," pub. with the assistance of Babiuk, Dr. Myron: 2015.
The First Oral History Interview, April 9, 2016
Subtitled:
"Let's start at the very beginning,
a very good place to start..."
~ from "Do Re Mi," "The Sound of Music"
Subtitled:
"Let's start at the very beginning,
a very good place to start..."
~ from "Do Re Mi," "The Sound of Music"
It almost goes without saying that it is best to start at the beginning, but sometimes the "beginning" is not clear until you are far past it - only then can you define the point that was the beginning. In the same way, starting at the beginning implies continuing on a linear path. In reality, life rarely allows us that luxury. Still, the message of "start at the beginning" is useful in so far as it encourages proper preparation. For "Baba Babee Skazala", that of course included historical research, equipment selection and much organization, but that is not what I want to focus on here. Instead, I want to consider the "visual," the images we think of when considering this period of history.
While this is over-simplifying, those visuals often fall into two categories - horrors of the Holocaust and something more along the lines of "The Sound of Music." Now, I love this classic film as much as anyone else, and my Babcia who had to flee Ukraine loves it too, but I sincerely doubt that the travel experience of most World War II displaced persons bore much resemblance to this Von Trapp family confection. In fact, with all due respect to the real Von Trapp family, I doubt their experience bore much resemblance to Julie Andrews belting out, "the hills are alive with the sound of music" mid-escape (here, some information on the "real Von Trapp family").
The real stories of "Baba Babee Skazala" are the stories of real people whose lives were torn from their linear paths where the "beginning" was "home" in Ukraine, whose beginnings were re-defined over their lives, as they moved from place to place. Those are the stories I am seeking.
I decided to begin with an interview that would at least provide some comfort level to balance my relative inexperience. The first interview was a relative - a cousin whose level of connection I leave to genealogists. She was the wife of my grandfather's cousin, or something along those lines, and is in her nineties. I know something of her current life because I know the family. I did not know much of her past because that is not something one often discusses at the dinner table. No spoilers here, so no names, but I am very thankful to this wonderful woman for being so gracious with her time and energy, and for making the first interview of "Baba Babee Skazala" positive and constructive. I appreciate her willingness to talk about her experiences, and lay the groundwork for future interviews.
And, on another level, I am thankful to have taken time out of the hectic, frenzied lifestyle most of us have to listen to her stories and just visit. It reminded me how important it is to make time for these personal connections.
It was, after all, a good beginning.
The "Sound of Music" soundtrack (Maria: Julie Andrews) Lyrics: Let's start at the very beginning A very good place to start
A movie about Austrians displaced by WWII who resettled in the USA, after all.
Support from Unexpected Places
SUBTITLED:
"YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT BUT IF YOU TRY SOMETIME YOU FIND
YOU GET WHAT YOU NEED"
Subtitled:
"You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometime you find
You Get What You Need"
~Rolling Stones
As I hinted in my earlier posts, the first attempt to get this project off the ground was linked to the culmination of my undergraduate education at UC Berkeley. Berkeley has a wonderful program, that I recommend to those with a unique, creative project in mind that is intended to build on their Cal education and have a meaningful impact on society. That program, the "Judith Lee Stronach Baccalaureate Prize supports intellectual and creative pursuits that heighten awareness of issues of social consciousness and contribute to the public good. The award gives motivated students the opportunity to extend and reflect upon their undergraduate work at Berkeley by undertaking a special project after their graduation." To me, this program seemed a perfect fit for "Baba Babee Skazala" and for my post-graduation plans. Unfortunately, those making the selection apparently did not agree with me. I did get feedback that the idea was good and that there might be other funding sources out there to get this project off the ground.
At the time I received this disappointing news, I was trying to finish my senior thesis and other final projects and had just been diagnosed with mononucleosis. It was not turning out to be the graduation experience I had been dreaming of! I set "Baba Babee Skazala" aside, focused on what had to be done and tried to recover my strength and stamina in the following months so that I would not lose another skating season to illness and injury.
Still, if I have learned one thing from my years as a UC Berkeley student and as a figure skater, it is to "keep on keeping on." There are plenty of people who will say NO to your dreams, who will tell you that you are not good enough, criticize your efforts and misconstrue your goals; rejections will exceed acceptances. UC Berkeley is not a place known for being full of "warm fuzzies." But, if you keep moving forward and learn from the criticism, pieces will fall into place. Let's be clear - I am not saying that if you work hard, you will have the Olympic dream. In fact, I don't believe that - lots of people work extremely hard toward a goal, give it their all, and do not reach that goal. I do believe those people gain other opportunities and grow from having made that effort. So, while I am a bit young to quote the Rolling Stones, it seems to fit the bill. Give it a listen! :)
During the stormy hurricane season of my Fall 2015 in Florida (see the blog post, "Unhomed & Un-moored"), I came across the Ella Lyman Cabot Trust. The Trust has a purpose to "sponsor persons with projects," and its founder - apparently following a triage approach from his medical training - chose to focus on a "small middle group - a group where a timely word, and unadvertised and prompt material assistance, might make all the difference between success and failure. Richard and Ella Cabot were willing; indeed, to gamble almost recklessly on the creative powers of human personality if there was even a slight chance of tipping the balance in favor of real and significant achievement."
I did not have high hopes, but applied for a grant, and am thrilled to say that I was approved for a grant from the Ella Lyman Cabot Trust in late 2015. I am honored that the Board believed "Baba Babee Skazala" and I were worthy of support, and as I re-read the words quoted above while writing this post, realize that this support truly did come at a critical time. Without it, I am not sure "Baba Babee Skazala" would have ever become more than a proposal on a few pieces of paper. With it, "Baba Babee Skazala" has become "real" - filming interviews and getting other organizations and individuals involved, growing the project beyond my expectations.
There are so many to thank for their support and participation in this project, but this is my heartfelt "Thank You" to the Ella Lyman Cabot Trust for being there at the right time and giving what was needed!
A little classic rock to go with the blog ;)
Bookends
Subtitled: The Bookends - From Commencing College to Commencement
Subtitled:
Our Grandparents, Our Memories
Since "Baba Babee Skazala" is "Grandmother told Grandmother," it is only fitting to honor my grandparents, without whom this project would not exist. When I was born, all four of my grandparents were alive. By the time I graduated from high school, only my mother's father and my father's mother (say that three times fast :) ) were with me to attend my high school graduation. (If you read my prior blog post, I bet you can guess what quote my graduation speech centered around.)Those two, Grandpa and Babcia, are the "bookends" for the evolution of this project during college.
By the time I graduated from Cal, my Babcia was my only living grandparent. Sadly, my Grandfather suddenly passed away just a couple of weeks after I started my freshman year at Berkeley. He lived right around the corner from me most of my childhood, and was very much a part of my everyday life. It was pretty traumatic to move across the country and immediately lose that mooring rope to home. I couldn't even go home for a funeral; instead, we held a later memorial service that coincided with a school holiday and regional skating competition. This loss influenced my perspective of college life and the importance of family history. As events unfolded in Ukraine in the coming years, "Baba Babee Skazala" developed from an idea of a few family interviews to a broader concept of preserving stories and memories of a group for whom this has not been done in a cohesive way and creating a documentary film that would make their compelling stories accessible to a broader audience than those who might do research in library archives.
By college graduation, a project proposal was written and I was in search of funding sources. Babcia was with me at graduation, has helped organize interviews and (spoiler alert) agreed to be one of the interviewees! "Baba Babee Skazala" is off and running, but we do need your support to have a broad base of interviews and create a meaningful film.
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With Babcia at College Graduation (photo credit: Aishwarya Aravind)