We interviewed my dad before he died. He had a colorful past and was a great storyteller, with and a bunch of stories we were excited to record. Only, cancer took most of his voice away. And he said that all the stories were fabrications, and refused to tell them. I think that he'd have been more forthcoming if his voice was normal, but alas. The recording sessions were depressing as hell.

To anybody with healthy parents or grandparents, I strongly encourage you to do this before you think you need it.