My father Jim Deerin is the inspiration for one of the main characters in my novel, so of course I've thought a lot about him today. But like daughters of deceased or absent fathers all over the world not many days go by that I don't think of him.
On August 19th he will have been gone for thirty years which is just about half of my life. This feels shocking for me on many levels; the first is the shear amount of time that has passed... my siblings and I have grown almost older than my father was when he died - a few of us are even retired like he was. Then my three children have grown into adults, moved on and out, and made lives (and babies) for themselves in that time. And lastly the world changes that I think about and know how much he would have loved and appreciated, especially the internet. He was a big researcher and loved to "keep in touch" so email and IM'ing would have definitely been his thing.
Jim Deerin, known as "Pop" to his kids and 13 grandkids would have turned 95-years-old this coming September 4th. Once I find my dream literary agent you'll all be able to read the wonderful love story that drove his life and made my life possible.
Isn't it amazing how much time has passed. Seems like only yesterday........
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