Sunday, August 17, 2014
Story Connection: Dr. Tom Kando
AN INTERVIEW WITH TOM KANDO
Hi folks:
This is a You Tube video of an interview I had recently on Sacramento’s Access TV (Channel 17). The interview was part of the program “What’s Your Story.” The topic was my autobiography.
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Here are some of the things that were said:
“I was born in Budapest, Hungary, at the beginning of World War II......my saga is extraordinarily eventful and interesting. Sometimes I joke that my life conforms to the ancient Chinese curse that wishes you an interesting life...
...I have lived in four separate countries, almost a decade in each, and traveled to another thirty. I speak four languages fluently and dabble in another couple. I have had an exceptionally international upbringing and background.
My autobiography describes my family trekking across Europe as refugees, as immigrants, during the war and shortly thereafter. Growing up in Hungary while bombs were dropping all around us, pulverizing our own house and other ones in our neighborhood. Then moving to Paris, France, where we lived for eight years, and then to Amsterdam for the next decade.
We were like gypsies, living at times like homeless people. We hitchhiked everywhere. We couldn’t afford trains, let alone cars. The first car that was every owned in my family was the one I bought in my mid 20s. The international character and the adventures that we went through, sleeping on benches in city parks, at railroad stations or under the stars. All of that was pretty amazing. We were kicked out by landlords. To force us out, they turned off the electricity. There is a picture in my autobiography of us doing our homework by candlelight!
It’s also a bit of a Horatio Alger story, from hardship to success. I’m not a multimillionaire or anything. But I did end up with a PhD and a fine university professor’s job for 40 years. The American Dream, to some extent.
The paradox: The freedom we had, compared to the middle class kids who looked down upon us. It was fun. Sure, the discrimination was there, too. “Filthy Hungarian, go back home to where you belong.”
My mother is Jewish. My grandparents were carted off to the Budapest ghetto, ready to be shipped out to Auschwitz. Luckily, the war ended just in time for them, although not all of my relatives survived.
My parents did some pretty heroic things. They are both recognized and honored at the Yad Vashem Memorial in Jerusalem, at the Avenue of the Righteous. Because they used their skills to create false documents for people who went underground. At first, when my mother told me this, I didn’t believe it. But it turned out to be true.
I came to America on the boat, in steerage. I was in one cabin with seven other immigrants, a Moroccan, a couple of Swedes... I came all by myself in 1960. On an old Liberty ship. There were 1500 other immigrants on board. It cost me forty dollars to sail from Rotterdam to New York.
America was the Mecca for everyone who didn’t belong anywhere and who was restless. America was the future, the holy grail. America was the goal for all people who didn’t belong anywhere. And I was nothing - I was not a Hungarian, from where I had fled, I was not Dutch, not French, I was nothing.
I got naturalized here in Sacramento at age twenty-seven. My God it felt good. I had a citizenship! The judge asked me: “Son, what is the Constitution of the United States?
I was a first-year professor with a brand-new PhD. I started pontificating: “The Constitution is the legal document which regulates...”
He cut me off and said: “Son, the Constitution is the law of the land.” Then he handed me a little US flag, shook my hand and congratulated me: “You are now an American.”
I taught at several major universities. Penn State, the University of California, Sac State for several decades.
Maybe the most interesting work I did was the research that led to my first book forty years ago, about transgender people. I interviewed twenty-nine transsexuals post-operatively at the University of Minnesota. They had all undergone sex-change operations, all male to female.
I have written and published almost a dozen books. Most of them academic. For example one on Leisure and Recreation. The topics are very varied. I am a jack-of-all-trades, a master of none.
I taught the Violence and Terrorism class for many years. This is now very topical, but I’d rather teach popular culture, play Rolling Stones records for my students.
I recently completed my Future History of the World. I describe the next twenty-five thousand years. Pretty modest, he? The same amount of time which has lapsed since Cro Magnon and Neanderthal man...Writing this was a lot of fun. I describe the world’s trajectory over the next 25,000 years. First, of course, the world has to unite. Each country becomes like a state within the US. The world then expands. Planets become colonized. Then the big step comes after 25,000 years, when humanity considers moving out of the solar system. But how? Using our space shuttle today, it would take forty thousand years to reach the closest star - Proxima Centauri. So interstellar travel is only possible if you violate Einstein’s laws. So far, I don’t know how you can do that...
You can get the paper version of my biography by e-mailing me at:
kandotom@csus.edu
You can sample it and my other publications on my web page:
www.tomkando.com
To get the e-version, go to Amazon and type in my name as follows:
Thomas Kando.
The main thing I would like to impart to the audience is this: I feel that I have had a incredibly interesting life. Despite many errors and much trauma, things worked out pretty good. So I urge people to remain fairly optimistic. In my case, things turned out alright. I am fairly happy and proud of what happened to me. And one more very important thing: You also need lots of luck. I could have ended up dead or behind bars many times...A lot of sex and violence in my memoir."
(Laughter)
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12 comments:
Nice to have read your summary. Your European roots make us kindered spirits. Though yours is a much more interesting life.
sorry we will miss you in Rome.
Cheers
Thank you, Tom, for sharing this blog about YOU! My only regret is that we shall not be able to paseggiato together in Rome. My very best to you.
My friends think I've lived an incredible amazing life & it's only 1/10th amazing as that.
I've never met a Hungarian that I didn't like...especially those named Kando.
Keep on trucking man !!
Robert Jones
Nice job Tom. The interview held my attention throughout despite my knowing many of the facts already. The critic's review of the interview is as follows:
A most interesting personality shares memorable incidents during his painful struggle during post-war Europe. Dr. Kando's latest book is an autobiography entitled "A tale of Survival" and in this 1 on 1 interview the author teases us with a spattering of intriguing facts. The listener/reader is compelled to learn more details allegedly covered in depth on the pages of his book. The fascinating journey from poverty and discrimination to Dr. Kando's ultimate achievements including American citizenship, academic excellence and personal satisfaction is ...........well........a great read!.
Very interesting.. Many parallels to my saga.
Hi, Tom
Good summary below!
Hi Tom, I watched the video, it is great! Congratulation! I wish all the best.
And as I said before, your history is what made you the best Sociology professor, and, of course, a great part in making sure I completed my thesis!!! Thanks.
Hey Tom,
I was intrigued by all the details of your autobiography,...many of which I was unfamiliar with– especially the extreme poverty and hand-to-mouth existence you and your family lived for years. It's a pretty amazing story, and in so many ways different from my own, though today when we talk we have a great deal in common and I always enjoy it.
What I admire most is your fortitude, your survivorship, your positive attitude, and your skill with languages. I lived in Italy for almost a year, and its my "best" foreign language but you wouldn't want to trust me in it with much more than a restaurant ordering task... My 4 years of high school Latin don't come in very handy in conversation and they are dimming fast. My three years or so of French are serviceable in some books, and that's about it.
I've also, so far as I can remember, never been hungry in my life...In fact in many respects, your history certainly makes my own life seem particularly dull, though it hasn't been dull to me.
Anyway, just wanted to say I appreciated this glimpse into the details. Kudos to you and your mother for surviving (super surviving, in her case, in terms of her longevity), and for being in Yad Vashem.
I thank all the very kind reactions. This is truly great.
In response to Jon:
Languages?
I'm sure that your linguistic skills are superb, even if different from mine. I just moved about a lot as a child. You are a Yalie and an English professor, so I am absolutely sure that you possess SOME linguistic skills vastly superior to mine. But I am not writing in order to compare (who said "comparison is odious"?).
I just wanted to tell you what I remember about Gymnasium in Amsterdam: from 7th through 12th grade, we ALL had SIX years of SIX languages: Dutch, English, German, French, Latin and Greek!
I don’t convey this staggering program in order to brag. I am not talking about myself (I forgot 100% of my Greek, and nearly as much of my Latin, my German is rusty too, etc.) I am talking about what education was like at an elite Amsterdam school in the 1950s (I got admitted as a charity case, kind of like some blacks at Yale or Harvard).
I am told that Dutch high schools aren't what they used to be. But I doubt that they are as much of a disaster as American high schools, even today.
Even though I may be guilty of unduly glorifying the past, as all aging people do, I am pretty confident that the kind of education I got at the Amsterdam Gymnasium was immeasurably superior to what's going on in most high schools today...
Bye
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