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I recently visited two of the empire's

most impressive domed structures:the

Pantheon in Rome,built by the emperor

Hadrian between AD 118 and 128,and the

great cathedral of Hagia Sophia in Istanbul,built in the sixth century AD.

As I stood beneath Hagia Sophia's

huge,flawless hemisphere extending like an indoor heaven more than 50 meters above my head,I remembered the three basic

rules of architecture that the writer

Vitruvius had laid down. A good building,

he said,must be functional,it must be firm-and it must be delightful.

The Romans didn't plunk down these

great buildings Just any place-the art of

city planning being another one of their

legacies. Roman cities tended to be laid

out in careful detail,with grids of crossing streets and boulevards interrupted here

and there by a park or temple or civic

center.

Driving down the turquoise coast of

southern Turkey,I stopped one day at

Perge,a ghost town today.

I strode through the triumphant gateway of Perge's protective wall,walked the

colorful mosaic sidewalks beneath the

great colonnade of the ancient marketplace and strolled past the Perge theater and

stadium.

No matter how close to the next city or how far from the Roman capital,every

town in the empire was entitled to a full

infrastructure:the protective wall,a meeting hail for the local council,majestic temples

honoring both the Roman gods and

whatever regional deities the locals

worshipped,and a central fountain.

There were beautiful fountains aplenty in Roman cities. But the aesthetic appeal was secondary;the practical Romans built their fountains mainly for functional purposes.

For one thing,the Romans doubtless knew that they could get an air-conditioning

effect by having water splash out onto a

street and evaporate from the stone.



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Determined to master the incurable

disease,he'd accepted what he could not

change:the same intake of protein,fat and kilojoules at the same time every day-

crucial to stabilising his fluctuating blood-

sugar levels-and a never-ending daily

schedule of blood-sugar tests and

injections. Teskey understood what the

average person did not:some diabetics

walk a tightrobe between life and death every day of their lives.

Type-I,or insulin-dependent,diabetes

occurs when the body's immune system-

for reasons still unknown to science -

destroys the insulin-making cells in the

pancreas.

Insulin,a hormone that controls the

body's sugar level,is crucial to staying

alive. A person's brain function is

dependent on adequate blood-sugar levels. If blood sugar drops too low,the body

emits signals: sweating, heart palpitations and feelings of anxiety. If a sufferer

ignores them,the low sugar level affects

the brain, causing him to act strangely or fall into a coma.

High blood sugar is rarely life-

threatening,but over time,a person is likely to suffer long-term complications:damage

to the eyes,nerves,kidneys,heart and blood vessels.

Controlling this disease is a constant

balancing act.

Like many type-I diabetics,Teskey

experienced his share of 'wild' insulin

reactions.

Once,while walking between classes at

university,a fellow student found him in a

diabetic coma in a snowbank. Another time,while working at a liquor outlet,he suddenly felt sweaty,shaky and disoriented - a clear warning that a reaction was coming on. He quickly swallowed some sugar from the

supply in the staff room. When that didn't

seem to help, he spotted a nondairy coffee creamer on the table and downed it by the

spoonful. Fortunately it worked.

He learned to keep stashes of sweets

everywhere:on his bedside table,on his

desk,in the glove compartment of his car.

Still,Teskey was determined that diabetes would not stand in the way of full life. After graduating from law school in 1970, he joined a law firm in Edmonton. He married Hazel

Kuehn in 1976, and the couple raised two

children. By 1995 he'd become managing

partner to Toronto almost every week and

putting in long hours meeting with clients

and negotiating contracts.



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