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Memories of a Father Missed

July 12th Stirs Memories of a Father Missed

July 12th, 2010 – A date set in stone

 Dad, I remember the phone call like it was yesterday. It was one of the worst days of my life. Eight years ago today the caller told me you had passed. I fell to my knees and sobbed. We had just talked the day before. We had laughed and joked and I had hung up the phone feeling proud to call you my father. Within twenty-four hours you were taken from me and I kept asking myself why?

A part of me left with you that day and the thought of living the rest of my life without you hurt to the core. The pain of losing you will never go away but cherishing the memories I have of you and holding them close to my heart brings me comfort. Sending you hugs dad till we meet again. You are missed immensely. These are my memories of a father missed ❤️❤️

A Little History of my Father

Memories of a Father Missed

My father was born in 1941. His father was Irish and his mother was German. At the young age of nineteen, his mother crossed Europe on foot to find an English soldier she had met in the British occupying forces stationed in Silesia after World War 1. Amazingly she found him, they married and had three children. But he was gassed in the trenches and died from the effects in the late thirties. She later remarried Hogan and had my father.

Dad was raised in the working class portobello area on the west side of London. Born with severe deformities to both feet, he experienced over thirteen years of surgery to correct the problem. It was during this time that his love for books developed.

Memories of a Father Missed

He married my mother at the young age of twenty and had my older twin sisters, Debbie and Jane. (No, that is not one of us in the picture. I’m not sure what the story is behind the monkey.) Two years late they had me and bought a four-bedroom house in the small Yorkshire town called Ilkley.

Memories of my Father

As a child, my father worked in the computer business, traveling all over Europe. My mother never had to work and stayed home to raise my sisters and me.

Dad was a man with a brilliant mind who also had a passion for writing. I remember many nights hearing the tap-tap of his typewriter into the wee hours of the morning before he headed out the door to go to work. He worked hard to provide for his family and fed his passion for writing when he was home.

Memories of a Father Missed His professional writing career began with a bet in his office. After reading the book 2001 A Space Odessy by Arthur C. Clark. (Or maybe he watched the movie. I’m not sure.) He was confused by the ending and complained to his co-workers the next day. In response, they bet him that he couldn’t write a science fiction novel and get it published. Well, he did and that was his first book Inherit the Stars published by Dell Rey Publishers in 1977.

By this time my parents had divorced. Dad was transferred to the States and married my step-mother, Jackie. They went on to have three sons, Alex, Michael, and Joe.

By 1979 he had written four more books and took the plunge to quit his job and write full time. It was the right decision.

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You can see more of my dad’s books on his website James P. Hogan

Dad’s Writing Career

His career spanned over thirty years in which time he wrote over thirty novels and five collections of short stories, all in the hard science fiction genre. He wrote articles for many magazines and he went on to win three Seiun-sho awards for Japanese SF fans. He left this world too early with unfinished works and had much more to say.

My Mentor

Memories of a Father Missed  My father will always be my inspiration and my mentor. He showed me the joy of books at a young age and like him, I’ve always had a passion to write. He was the backbone of the family and kept us all grounded. We looked up to him and admired him for his achievements.  He taught me, to never give up, work hard, persevere, and the rewards will come. Dad, I’m working on it.

I’m saddened that he will not be here to see my debut novel finally be published. Such a proud moment I would have liked to have shared with him. I think he would be pretty proud of me. You are missed everyday dad, not only by your family but your fans that loved your novels. You left behind a legacy that is still enjoyed by many and new fans are discovering your work every day. Until we meet again dad.

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29 thoughts on “Memories of a Father Missed”

  1. This is such a great read and I really enjoyed it a lot. It just so sad that your father is no longer with you but I am glad that he was able to taught you a lot of good things, helps you and motivates you to be who you are today. I know how grateful and proud you are to be his daughter.

  2. When I read about this post, at the same time, I was also thinking of my dad who passed away 6 years ago. Yes, I too miss him very much. Your dad will still be very proud of your debut novel!

  3. I’m sorry for the loss of your dad. I am blessed to still have both of my parents and I feel guilty about that at times when someone loses one of theirs. He sounds like a remarkable man and I would love to check out his writing. And yours. Congrats on your own writing.

    1. Thank you and never feel guilty. Feel blessed and savor every moment with them. I am a proud daughter, he accomplished so much. I hope you check out his books & and mine when it’s launched.

  4. This post was so beautifully written for your father. There is nothing quite like that bond and I am going to be so saddened when my father is no longer with us.

    1. Thank you so much and cherish the days and years you have with him. Make the most of them My father died too young at 69 of a heart attack. Totaly unexpected and whats left is a void that will never be filled.

  5. I know it is painful to lose someone you love. I know I need to do everything to have a close relationship with my Dad.

  6. This is such a beautiful story of your dad Tina. Totally enjoyed reading about his life and how your parents met. He would be so proud of you and your debut novel. Good luck and do share more about your book.

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