{"id":4005,"date":"2017-07-05T07:41:09","date_gmt":"2017-07-05T12:41:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/?p=4005"},"modified":"2017-07-05T07:41:09","modified_gmt":"2017-07-05T12:41:09","slug":"updike-book-reminds-rugby-lovers-son-of-his-father","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/2017\/07\/05\/updike-book-reminds-rugby-lovers-son-of-his-father\/","title":{"rendered":"Updike book reminds rugby lover&#8217;s son of his father"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/files\/2017\/07\/Screen-Shot-2017-07-05-at-6.32.52-AM.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-4006\" src=\"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/files\/2017\/07\/Screen-Shot-2017-07-05-at-6.32.52-AM.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"283\" height=\"348\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/files\/2017\/07\/Screen-Shot-2017-07-05-at-6.32.52-AM.png 283w, https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/files\/2017\/07\/Screen-Shot-2017-07-05-at-6.32.52-AM-244x300.png 244w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 283px) 100vw, 283px\" \/><\/a>Mark Reason<\/strong> has been writing a blog &#8220;in search of&#8221; his late father John\u2014&#8221;for 30 years the rugby correspondent of the <em>Daily<\/em> and then Sunday Telegraph. John began his tours of New Zealand in the &#8217;60s and wrote two books chronicling the tours\u2014and he came across a book that reminded him of his father.<\/p>\n<p>That book was\u00a0<em>My Father&#8217;s Tears<\/em>, by John Updike.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I last saw my father a week before his death. He was sitting quietly in a chair looking out on the back garden in Twickenham. There was snow on the ground. He smiled at me, peaceful and, I now realise, happy to go. He wasn&#8217;t going to hang around. My dad&#8217;s smile was saying goodbye to me,&#8221; Reason writes.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I am not sure I ever saw my father cry. The other day in the glorious Hamilton second hand bookshop I saw a copy of John Updike&#8217;s <em>My Father&#8217;s Tears<\/em>. Of course, I bought it, there seem to be a lot of Johns in this story.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Updike&#8217;s father was seeing him off at the train station on the way to college. &#8216;It shocked me\u2014threw me off track as it were\u2014to see that my father&#8217;s eyes, as he shook my hand good-bye, glittered with tears.&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>It was the only time Updike saw his father cry. A few, years later, with Updike trying to fly back from Europe in time to be with his seriously ill father, the news arrived that his dad had died. Updike&#8217;s wife put her arms around him and told him to cry.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;&#8216;I saw the opportunity, and the rightness of seizing it, I don&#8217;t believe I did. My father&#8217;s tears had used up mine.&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I find it the other way around. I can&#8217;t ever remember seeing my father cry, not even when my little brother died. I am sure he must have done, but not in front of the children. In some ways Victoria was still my father&#8217;s ruling monarch. And so I cry quite a lot. My father left me plenty of his tears.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.stuff.co.nz\/sport\/rugby\/international\/94322963\/mark-reason-tour-round-my-father-part-5-modern-all-blacks-like-71-lions\">Read the whole blog entry.<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Mark Reason has been writing a blog &#8220;in search of&#8221; his late father John\u2014&#8221;for 30 years the rugby correspondent of the Daily and then Sunday Telegraph. John began his tours of New Zealand in the &#8217;60s and wrote two books &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/2017\/07\/05\/updike-book-reminds-rugby-lovers-son-of-his-father\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":818,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6,35],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4005","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-first-person-singular","category-updike-quoted"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4005","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/818"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4005"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4005\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4007,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4005\/revisions\/4007"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4005"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4005"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4005"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}