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Who is the most interesting person you know, and why?

Hmm...
Probably a friend of mine named Kate, who is just all in all a very interesting person. She has many interests that are outside the norm, and interesting views on politics.

The opinion editor on my school paper - he likes to push people's buttons on contraversial issues, make them *actually* think about stuff . . .

Me. I talk to myself all the time. ;)

Well people I have met are Dr. Goodall and David Attenborough.

One person I befriended was Col. Chisholm who commanded the Scottish Comandos.

Me. I talk to myself all the time. ;)

Well people I have met are Dr. Goodall and David Attenborough.

One person I befriended was Col. Chisholm who commanded the Scottish Comandos.
You do sound interesting! You are either very lucky or very good at networking.

Hmm...
Probably a friend of mine named Kate, who is just all in all a very interesting person. She has many interests that are outside the norm, and interesting views on politics.
Yes, Kates are very interesting sorts of people. ;)

probably my 9th grade health teacher Ms. Senstad..she has stories about everything..it's just fun to listen to all the things she has to say. the stories are about really interesting topics like her house being robbed while she was held at gunpoint when she lived in DC...just really interesting stuff..

You may ahve heard of me. Jesus? Yeah, he's me. Yeah, I get it a lot that I look nothing like the stereotypical image of him. But I think I'm the most interesting by far. I mean, who gets crucified? My hands still hurt in the afterdeath!! Oy, and lving with those dumb peasants, sorry, "Apostles". Geez, I've pulled more interesting people out of my ass.

Plus, I have a 2000 year old book written all about me. How much more interesting can you get?

:p

You may ahve heard of me. Jesus? Yeah, he's me. Yeah, I get it a lot that I look nothing like the stereotypical image of him. But I think I'm the most interesting by far. I mean, who gets crucified? My hands still hurt in the afterdeath!! Oy, and lving with those dumb peasants, sorry, "Apostles". Geez, I've pulled more interesting people out of my ass.

Plus, I have a 2000 year old book written all about me. How much more interesting can you get?

:p
It's actually quite a bit younger than 2000 years old.

My father, the man was full of information. Good man.

the most interesting person i know is my uncle, whos a magistrate.

ask him virtually any question, legal or not, and hell give you an answer...its like google, but alive

The most interesting person I know is a local newsman turned politician named Jim Contolean. The most interesting FAMOUS person I know is George Carlin. I've had several conversations with him. I have an autographed picture of him telling me to 'Go Fuck Yourself'. :D

The most interesting person I know is a local newsman turned politician named Jim Contolean. The most interesting FAMOUS person I know is George Carlin. I've had several conversations with him. I have an autographed picture of him telling me to 'Go Fuck Yourself'. :D

^ Most interesting person I know.

Hmmm...prob'ly my European History teacher, Vincent DeLusia (pronounced 'Day-Lou-See-uh')

ask him virtually any question, legal or not, and hell give you an answer...its like google, but alive

now that, my friends, is interesting.

I apologize in advance for the long winded nature of this post.

I could say that it was my younger brother, but I can’t talk about that – so I’ll pass that one by, and I was thinking of my Grandfathers, on both sides… who have been through so much - and taught me much of what it takes to truly live your life. They have been many more places and seen many more things than I might ever. This hardly needs explaining though, since I think everyone would say the same! :)

So if you can bear it, I’ll attempt to tell a *little* story about a very interesting friend of mine that I’d like to share if you’ll let me.

Now then...

Outside of my own Family, the most interesting person I’ve had the pleasure of knowing would be an Argentinean turned retired Canadian tank sergeant, and recipient of a Distinguished Conduct Medal. A gentleman of the highest caliber who served for Canada mainly in Africa during the Second World War. This, the most charismatic and loving old man I ever had the benefit of knowing - taught me about so much. Sadly I never had the chance to thank him - the last thing he taught me was that it is indeed possible to die of a broken heart.

I met him when I took my first job as a newsy, around the age of eight or so - and we somehow immediately took to each other. The old man and I used to sit and talk for hours on the porch of his house (an unlikely pair as ever any two could have been, a young cowboy turned punk - and a revolutionary turned tank commander). And we would talk about everything from the weather and taxes to politics and war. He would keep me entertained for hours with that soft smoky voice this old man.

Hours turned to days turned to weeks and weeks to months as months to years, and before long (around the age of twelve) I took what would be my second job. As the green grocer for a local shopping mart, here we continued our friendship as if there were no age difference between us. And so the relationship grew, that we were friends just as much as any of the kids who were my age at that time. And so, he taught me all about life in Argentina, and the types of fruit he would grow when once he had lived there (after all - I was a green grocer, and this was beneficial to me he said!). Oh the smell! You see, he grew tobacco - the pleasant aroma of fresh dried leaves followed him for hours when the growing season was in full swing... a smell I remember and miss to this very day.
He told me about the horrors of the battles throughout Europe that he was involved in, and in Africa - where he had spent a lot of his time. He taught me about the ways of people he had met, not just culturally mind you - social differences, how they all were affected by the wars, the many ways in which some of the poorer people were better off sometimes for not having to deal with these things he talked of. He taught me that it was ok to be simple sometimes, not to let things in life to become overcomplicated. That the simplest things in life sometimes matter the most.

And we talked about fishing - a truly common thread that emerged between us. For a country boy - there are few pleasures equivalent to fly fishing, this is a hobby passed down through generations of my own family from as far back as their days fresh moved to this country when they came to the Gallatin in Montana. As such, I used to enjoy this treat on quite a regular basis back then, and sometimes on days when I made it home soon enough – I’d stop by for a visit.

On one such occasion (much later in life when I was already in University, I think when I was around the age of nineteen), I stopped by the house to see him – it was one of the saddest days of my life. His eyes, once a sparkling blue had faded away – the light completely gone from them. He told me, in that soft smoky voice, that his wife of fifty years had died that day. It was as if someone had shut the door on him. For all the life he had shown, he was gone in an instant. Sometimes it seems, that a person can die – but the heart keeps on beating just the same. It broke me to see him like that – and I knew that I had lost him that day.

Less than a week later, he slipped away in his sleep. I suppose that was his final lesson to me. That yes, a person can indeed die - among other things - of a broken heart. That at a certain point in life, we must put down our cards, thank the dealer, pick up our chips, and leave the game. There have been times since when I have felt this lesson all too dear to me – and understood him better than even during those times.

I wished ever since that I could have thanked him for all of the things he tried to teach me – and hoped above all that I had been a good student to him, but of course he was gone, and it was too late. I don’t suppose I harbor a lot of regret for it, I mean – maybe it was better not to have thanked him, since after all that would have concluded the lesson. Perhaps it’s better because I’m still learning from him to this very day – and maybe, just maybe, I’ll get to see him again sometime – and we can continue where we left off.

To Bill.

This old biology teacher at my school who was born in WW2 Russia and lived in a work camp until allied troops arrived on the scene, at which time he became a black market dealer in just about everything, from alchohol to biscuits. When he was ten or so his mother got him out of the country, and they moved to San Francisco, where he met just about everyone involved in the beatnik and later the hippy movement, from Keroac to Kesey, and more. That guy has a lot of stories, and an attitude toward life that will rock your socks off. Definitely the most interesting person I have ever met.

My father, the man was full of information. Good man.
That's refreshing. I was waiting to hear that, didn't think I would (sadly).

One of the most interesting people I know is my friend Vincent, who was born in Paris and then moved to Montreal, Canada at a young age. His father held some position in the French government and so he traveled a lot and was never there. He ended up purchasing Vincent an apartment in Paris and he would throw these huge elaborate parties almost every weekend. After awhile he decided to head off to school, and went to an art institute in Canada somewhere to become a 3D effects artist and started working on the "Prince of Persia" series. He's now in Casablanca, Morocco and travels to LA/NYC and Europe constantly. He's really interesting, really fun, and an amazing artist.

I've met a lot of interesting people, but don't really keep in touch with them like I do Vincent, so he'll be my answer this time :)

That's refreshing. I was waiting to hear that, didn't think I would (sadly).
Yeah, I was kind of loking for it too - if you can see the top of my post, I listed my grandfathers, and I figured that anyone could say that or their father so I didn't elaborate too much.

(yeah - I don't expect anyone to read all of that post, it's pretty long winded and I debated heavily on whether or not to post it! haha! Sorry! :))

My friend Geet is beyond words.

(I)you can see the top of my post, I listed my grandfathers, and I figured that anyone could say that or their father so I didn't elaborate too much.

(yeah - I don't expect anyone to read all of that post, it's pretty long winded and I debated heavily on whether or not to post it! haha! Sorry! :))
Read all of it. Respect level raised appropriately.
You're very lucky, I was raised by my Grandma.

Who is the most interesting person you know, and why?

My wife.
Brazilian,
Graduate in Architecture
Master in Semiotics
Doctorate in Communications
Mother, Lover, and wife
Listens to Laurie Anderson and to Led Zep
Reads Adam Smith, Karl Marx and Douglas Adams
Cooks briliantly
Speaks Portuguese, English, German, Spanish, Italian
Can discuss almost anything.

Oh and I love her :fluffle:

I have an excellent idea for a post...but I don't have the time to type it now...hopefully while I am working tomorrow I will get a chance. It involves the 4 ladies I had dinner with on sunday night...my mom, my mom's best friend (i call her my aunt, even though she isn't), and two older ladies i used to work with, one of whom just retired. One is battling cancer, and the other sued Burger King because their chicken gave her kidney failure (long story). They are some of the strongest women I know, and I know that they are always here for me. :)

(Maybe that is enough of a post, but I would like to go into more detail about the older women if I get a chance).

I apologize in advance for the long winded nature of this post.

I could say that it was my younger brother, but I can’t talk about that – so I’ll pass that one by, and I was thinking of my Grandfathers, on both sides… who have been through so much - and taught me much of what it takes to truly live your life. They have been many more places and seen many more things than I might ever. This hardly needs explaining though, since I think everyone would say the same! :)

My grandfather on my mums side was an amazingly strong individual. He would tell stories to us about all the times he thought he wasn't going to make it (he was in Majdanek, a concentration camp in Poland) and how he thought about my grandmother and somehow made it through. I miss him, *sniff*

@ Eichen & Aerou, (pardon the generic response)

It's amazing what we can learn from our elders, but it saddens me that some among us don't seem to take the time. For those of us fortunate enough not to take them for granted, we are made all the richer by it. :)

My grandfather on my mums side was an amazingly strong individual. He would tell stories to us about all the times he thought he wasn't going to make it (he was in Majdanek, a concentration camp in Poland) and how he thought about my grandmother and somehow made it through. I miss him, *sniff*

*hugs*

*kisses*

My grandfather on my mums side was an amazingly strong individual. He would tell stories to us about all the times he thought he wasn't going to make it (he was in Majdanek, a concentration camp in Poland) and how he thought about my grandmother and somehow made it through. I miss him, *sniff*
I imagine that, as an adult, you must value his stories when you're having troubles in life. Invaluable information.
My Grandma never opted out of an opportunity to tell me and my brother about her days growing up as a daughter of non-English speaking immigrants from Portugal during the Depression).

Edit: Was answering the question I asked everyone else. Rude of me not to offer it-- My Grandma.

Aerou: You have mail.

I imagine that, as an adult, you must value his stories when you're having troubles in life. Invaluable information.
My Grandma never opted out of an opportunity to tell me and my brother about her days growing up as a daughter of non-English speaking immigrants from Portugal during the Depression).

Indeed. I realize how strong a person can be, even when you think you have no strength left. It was heartbreaking actually visiting Lublin and Majdanek the two places he was kept, and seeing just what he had to go through. I look back now and see that it shaped him into the person he was, but I so wish I could have just taken it all away from him. I can imagine you learned a great deal from your grandmother about the hardships she faced, and what it took to overcome them, you're very fortunate to have been able to get to know her.

Aerou: You have mail.

I dooooo, where? Haha :)

I dooooo, where? Haha :)
Sorry. Still typin'... bimme five minutes. ;)

I apologize in advance for the long winded nature of this post.

So if you can bear it, I’ll attempt to tell a *little* story about a very interesting friend of mine that I’d like to share if you’ll let me.

You are very fortunate to have known someone like Bill. You make me wish I had known him too.

The people we meet are like books, if you get to know them they can open your eyes to things you never imagined before.

You do sound interesting! You are either very lucky or very good at networking.

I am lucky. But I also don't "worship" I just talk. All people are interesting to some degree! ;)

It's amazing how many young people are here. Anyway...

In my opinion (and 99% of all Satanists) would agree that the most interesting person is...
Anton Szandor LaVey!

He wrote the "Satanic Bible" and a few other important Satanic books. He invented the Church Of Satan. He is also the Black Pope. Also John Paul II said "The Anti-Christ is alive on Earth and his name is Anton Szandor LaVey." To be named the Anti-Christ; now that's interesting.

Even if you hate him, it's interesting to see anyone stand up against not only the Christian faith, but all religions.

Even though Satanism has been around centuries longer then the Christian faith, the Jewish faith, and the Islamic faith. It was not until the Fourteenth Century that Satan began to be depicted as an evil deity. But it was LaVey that made Satanism known worldwide.

Posted by Satanist, Lord Medivh

My neighbor falls under that category, If your into baseball I'm sure you know who he is, I was never really into baseball, but when we moved here that kinda changed. Scott Brosius is a really nice guy. I must say that all of his money doesn't make him arrogant or anything like the stereotypical rich person.

now for interesting people, My uncle is really interesting, least I think so, he was a USMC Sniper in Vietnam a triple plus in my book. My dad was a gunner on a helicopter in Vietnam, USMC. both of my grandfathers were WWII vetrans, on my dads side he was a Marine, went to Guadal Canal. On my moms side he was in the north Africa campaign, until he got wounded, then he was in the hospital for a while, then he went back for the normandy invasion. He went in on Utah beach, later he stepped on Bouncing Betty, and is paralysed in his right side now, and has little functioning use of his right side. Both of my dads grandfathers and grandmothers were imigrants from Ireland, making me at least half Irish. just have to say this one, but my two closest friends are into equestrian stuff, I think thats pretty cool. My boss is a veterinarian that does wildlife rehabilitation along with a small animal clinic. I'm only 17, and I've worked their since I was 12.

I can't say that I really knew him, but My role model is Carlos Hatchcock (a cookie for whoever guesses who he is)

I think thats about all the interesting people I know

You are very fortunate to have known someone like Bill. You make me wish I had known him too.

The people we meet are like books, if you get to know them they can open your eyes to things you never imagined before.
Well, he truly was one of the most amazing men I've ever had the pleasure to know. Because of people like Bill we are afforded the opportunity to live as we do today, we are afforded the chance to meet people the likes of which we would never have met. I am indeed very fortunate to have known him, and though I'm sad that he is gone - he lives still, for he is certainly a part of who I am today.

Freddy Mercury

Oh I forgot one! My calculus teacher was an NSA agent during the mid 60's. He was stationed in Germany and was taking pictureswhen he was arrested, and intterogated. They shot a gun right next to his ear in an attempt to get him to talk. He is now deaf in that ear. He is also fluent in German, Russian, and English, and can speak a little bit of Gaelic.

Well, he truly was one of the most amazing men I've ever had the pleasure to know. Because of people like Bill we are afforded the opportunity to live as we do today, we are afforded the chance to meet people the likes of which we would never have met. I am indeed very fortunate to have known him, and though I'm sad that he is gone - he lives still, for he is certainly a part of who I am today.

As a Satanist would say. His immortal spirit shall live forever in the minds of those who respected him. And I respect anyone who has served in the military.

Posted by Satanist, Lord Medivh

A good friend of mine, Pastor Ang. He's in his seventies now.

A great servant for the nation, he was the Secretary General of the ISA. Or the Internal Security Act (Anti corruption agency, Something like your patriot act but harsher, and has been around for nearly half a decade).

He fought off the communists with his brains and brawn, been through many battles. Caught alot of corrupt leaders, and protected thousands during the Racial Riots.

*bump*

This is a good thread - we shouldn't let it slip into obscurity so soon!

My wife. Her sense of style and beauty, her thoughtfulness and care for others, her knowledge of the world and the perspective of coming from a life very different yet somehow similar to mine always keeps me learning and growing as a person. I'm truly blessed!

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My wife. Her sense of style and beauty, her thoughtfulness and care for others, her knowledge of the world and the perspective of coming from a life very different yet somehow similar to mine always keeps me learning and growing as a person. I'm truly blessed!
I'm sure she feels the same way, I count two very blessed people. ;)

I'm sure she feels the same way, I count two very blessed people. ;)

Why thank you. It isn't often I hear kind word on this site. :)

My 6 year old daughter -Reagan. Shes also one of the funniest.

My 6 year old daughter -Reagan. Shes also one of the funniest.
Little ones are sooo amazing aren't they! I volunteer instruction for snowboarding / skiing lessons to tots (4-5 year olds) on weekends. Every time I go up (and I have almost the same group week after week) they grow just a little more, physically and otherwise, they truly astonish me! The way they look at life, the way they learn - indeed the way I learn from them! We all could do with finding that child we used to be a little I think - I didn't even know I had truly lost that part of me until I seen the way these little children were. I think I get more of a lesson than I give when I'm teaching them. ;)

Little ones are sooo amazing aren't they! I volunteer instruction for snowboarding / skiing lessons to tots (4-5 year olds) on weekends. Every time I go up (and I have almost the same group week after week) they grow just a little more, physically and otherwise, they truly astonish me! The way they look at life, the way they learn - indeed the way I learn from them! We all could do with finding that child we used to be a little I think - I didn't even know I had truly lost that part of me until I seen the way these little children were. I think I get more of a lesson than I give when I'm teaching them. ;)

We stand to learn as much from children as they do from us I think Lasc. Reagan comes home the other day and asks me "mom.....why is the middle finger a bad thing?" I had to think for a minute because I wanted to give her the best answer I could. I realized there was no "good" answer, so I said 'because somewhere down the line...someone decided to "make it" be a bad thing." Her reply was "but mom.....its just a finger."

she's right...

Children are very logical. They dont understand the reason for prejudice or corruption. I wish we could all maintain that bit of innocence sometimes.

We stand to learn as much from children as they do from us I think Lasc. Reagan comes home the other day and asks me "mom.....why is the middle finger a bad thing?" I had to think for a minute because I wanted to give her the best answer I could. I realized there was no "good" answer, so I said 'because somewhere down the line...someone decided to "make it" be a bad thing." Her reply was "but mom.....its just a finger."

nuff said.

Children are very logical. They dont understand the reason for prejudice or corruption. I wish we could all maintain that bit of innocence sometimes.
Couldn't have said it better if I tried. Incidentally, you haven't read 'The Little Prince' have you? I has entirely forgotten about the book until a person kindly reminded me of it. It tackles exactly this issue, and very well at that. I am quite happy to have read it again, much later in life when I could understand what it was trying to tell me.

I don't think I'll ever have children, but I still enjoy them in small doses. The weekends I have enjoyed instructing have taught me a lot, I'm a better person for it I think. :)

It would have been my grandfather

Outside of my own Family, the most interesting person I’ve had the pleasure of knowing would be an Argentinean turned retired Canadian tank sergeant, and recipient of a Distinguished Conduct Medal. A gentleman of the highest caliber who served for Canada mainly in Africa during the Second World War. This, the most charismatic and loving old man I ever had the benefit of knowing - taught me about so much. Sadly I never had the chance to thank him - the last thing he taught me was that it is indeed possible to die of a broken heart.
To Bill.
Torch landings ?

Wow, I've been fortunate to have met many extraordinary people. To pick is impossible, but I am thinking of my great, great aunt Nina. I keep close contact with my great aunt Helen, who mentioned that I should call Nina (her aunt). I was taken aback as I had assumed that she had died. Not the case! I called and spoke with my great, great aunt for nearly 2 hours. She is 105 years old and sharp as a tack. She was embarrassed that this past summer she had to hire a kid to mow the lawn & had a young gal (47 yrs. old) do her grocery shopping! These were major consessions for Nina, but she said the 3/4 mile walk to the grocery was just taking to long & the pull chain on the mower was hard. Ha,Ha...damn it, I hope that is my only problem when I'm 105 yrs. old. Aunt Nina was quite interested in politics -railed that the thought that the rich were getting richer & the poor getting poorer. lamented that there wasn't a president of FDR's ability. Wow, to think that she has seen the rise of the automobile, airplane & computer...and is still very interested in the events of today. She mentioned that she reads the news from cover to cover everyday & has a shot of brandy every morning.

Torch landings ?
Of the three biggest operations he was involved in, that was indeed the biggest. Operation Torch marked the re-entry of Canadians into the Mediterranean and North Africa. He was involved in other large scale campaigns as outside of Africa as well, such as Operation Husky in Siciliy. You can't imagine the stories he had, to live through that is truly amazing.

Sorry for the late reply too, I was scanning through the old threads and came across this one, thought I'd have a look.

Of the three biggest operations he was involved in, that was indeed the biggest. Operation Torch marked the re-entry of Canadians into the Mediterranean and North Africa. He was involved in other large scale campaigns as outside of Africa as well, such as Operation Husky in Siciliy. You can't imagine the stories he had, to live through that is truly amazing.

Sorry for the late reply too, I was scanning through the old threads and came across this one, thought I'd have a look.

He sounds kind of like my Granddad. Fought the Germans in Poland then with Great Britain in the 1st Polish Airborne.

We think he was decorated but he never talked about it. He was the type of guy that would shrug and tell you it was a job that needed to be done.

My oldest brother. He's brilliant, witty, generous and very sick. I miss him so much, but I just can't cope with seeing him. I thought I knew him. I can't even bear to write him.

He sounds kind of like my Granddad. Fought the Germans in Poland then with Great Britain in the 1st Polish Airborne.

We think he was decorated but he never talked about it. He was the type of guy that would shrug and tell you it was a job that needed to be done.
Bill was extremely modest too, I never even knew he had the second highest order of Canada until after he passed away and I seen it at his memorial.

Its strange how great men can be so modest about their greatness. Your Grandfather must have been an amazing man. ;)

I have met quite of few interesting people, but I would like to say I think Bitchkitten is acknoweldgeably interesting, in a good way of course. :)

My oldest brother. He's brilliant, witty, generous and very sick. I miss him so much, but I just can't cope with seeing him. I thought I knew him. I can't even bear to write him.
That sounds so awful! What happened between you? Is it worth all of that, surely it can be repaired? You have no idea how sad it makes me to hear that!! :(

That sounds so awful! What happened between you? Is it worth all of that, surely it can be repaired? You have no idea how sad it makes me to hear that!! :(

He's serving 80 years as a sex offender :gundge: I still love him, but he won't admit he's guilty. I was at the trial- he's guilty. But it just doesn't fit with the person I loved for so long. Forgive me if I'm bringing everyone down. For some reason I seem to be very depressed tonight. I probably shouldn't be on the forum tonight, but otherwise I'll just sit around and brood. :(

Sounds sort of like my grandpa.

He's serving 80 years as a sex offender :gundge: I still love him, but he won't admit he's guilty. I was at the trial- he's guilty. But it just doesn't fit with the person I loved for so long. Forgive me if I'm bringing everyone down. For some reason I seem to be very depressed tonight. I probably shouldn't be on the forum tonight, but otherwise I'll just sit around and brood. :(
Oh bk, thats so awful!!! Really, *hugs*
Im glad to hear you still love him, though I'm not sure how other to respond to that. And don't feel bad about brooding, I've done enough of that myself. I'm here for you if you need me - and if you ever need to talk to someone, my MSN and AIM are on almost all of the time!

I feel for you, I know that must be confusing. *hugs*

and I'm sorry for prying, I had no right - please excuse my ignorance. :(

Thanks LM, I appreciate it. More than I can express.

Just know that Im here ok! Anytime you need me!

Of the three biggest operations he was involved in, that was indeed the biggest. Operation Torch marked the re-entry of Canadians into the Mediterranean and North Africa. He was involved in other large scale campaigns as outside of Africa as well, such as Operation Husky in Siciliy. You can't imagine the stories he had, to live through that is truly amazing.

Sorry for the late reply too, I was scanning through the old threads and came across this one, thought I'd have a look.
Ah no hard feelings i was going to ask you thru the TG but i forgot and i also was going to jump in here to explain why my grandfather is the best.
i dont have time now but.
He was part of the most feared Battalion(for Germans and Italians) in Africa. ;)

why me of cource :D