Most of the writing in this blog was inspired by thinking about my father, Jack O'Connor. I've tried to catch those special moments of childhood that you remember through the filter of many decades as an adult.
I wrote the narrative pieces after learning Jack was very ill. I thought he was going to die. Since I was stuck 600 miles away in the mountains at the time, shackled to a classroom teaching job and unable to be with my folks when they needed me, I turned to writing as a way to vent the steam.
The product was dozens of narratives based on growing up in the San Fernando Valley as the eldest son of Jack and Joan O'Connor.
Both my mom and dad are gone now. Joan died in March 2001. Jack died in July 2006.
They both live in the minds and hearts of those who knew and loved them. All of the writing here is dedicated to their memories.
Dennis O'Connor
December, 2006
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