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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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