John Updike

John Updike

John Updike Obituary

Published by Legacy Remembers on Jan. 27, 2009.
NEW YORK (AP) — John Updike, the Pulitzer Prize-winning novelist, prolific man of letters and erudite chronicler of sex, divorce and other adventures in the postwar prime of the American empire, died Tuesday at age 76.

Updike, a resident of Beverly Farms, Mass., died of lung cancer, according to a statement from his publisher, Alfred A. Knopf.

A literary writer who frequently appeared on best-seller lists, the tall, hawk-nosed Updike wrote novels, short stories, poems, criticism, the memoir "Self-Consciousness" and even a famous essay about baseball great Ted Williams. He was prolific, even compulsive, releasing more than 50 books in a career that started in the 1950s. Updike won virtually every literary prize, including two Pulitzers, for "Rabbit Is Rich" and "Rabbit at Rest," and two National Book Awards.

Although himself deprived of a Nobel, he did bestow it upon one of his fictional characters, Henry Bech, the womanizing, egotistical Jewish novelist who collected the literature prize in 1999.

His settings ranged from the court of "Hamlet" to postcolonial Africa, but his literary home was the American suburb. Born in 1932, Updike spoke for millions of Depression-era readers raised by "penny-pinching parents," united by "the patriotic cohesion of World War II" and blessed by a "disproportionate share of the world's resources," the postwar, suburban boom of "idealistic careers and early marriages."

He captured, and sometimes embodied, a generation's confusion over the civil rights and women's movements, and opposition to the Vietnam War. Updike was called a misogynist, a racist and an apologist for the establishment. On purely literary grounds, he was attacked by Norman Mailer as the kind of author appreciated by readers who knew nothing about writing.

But more often he was praised for his flowing, poetic writing style. Describing a man's interrupted quest to make love, Updike likened it "to a small angel to which all afternoon tiny lead weights are attached." Nothing was too great or too small for Updike to poeticize. He might rhapsodize over the film projector's "chuckling whir" or look to the stars and observe that "the universe is perfectly transparent: we exist as flaws in ancient glass."

In the richest detail, his books recorded the extremes of earthly desire and spiritual zealotry, whether the comic philandering of the preacher in "A Month of Sundays" or the steady rage of the young Muslim in "Terrorist." Raised in the Protestant community of Shillington, Pa., where the Lord's Prayer was recited daily at school, Updike was a lifelong churchgoer influenced by his faith, but not immune to doubts.

"I remember the times when I was wrestling with these issues that I would feel crushed. I was crushed by the purely materialistic, atheistic account of the universe," Updike told The Associated Press during a 2006 interview.

"I am very prone to accept all that the scientists tell us, the truth of it, the authority of the efforts of all the men and woman spent trying to understand more about atoms and molecules. But I can't quite make the leap of unfaith, as it were, and say, 'This is it. Carpe diem (seize the day), and tough luck.'"

He received his greatest acclaim for the "Rabbit" series, a quartet of novels published over a 30-year span that featured ex-high school basketball star Harry "Rabbit" Angstrom and his restless adjustment to adulthood and the constraints of work and family. To the very end, Harry was in motion, an innocent in his belief that any door could be opened, a believer in God even as he bedded women other than his wife.

"The tetralogy to me is the tale of a life, a life led an American citizen who shares the national passion for youth, freedom, and sex, the national openness and willingness to learn, the national habit of improvisation," Updike would later write. "He is furthermore a Protestant, haunted by a God whose manifestations are elusive, yet all-important."

Other notable books included "Couples," a sexually explicit tale of suburban mating that sold millions of copies; "In the Beauty of the Lilies," an epic of American faith and fantasy; and "Too Far to Go, which followed the courtship, marriage and divorce of the Maples, a suburban couple with parallels to Updike's own first marriage.

Plagued from an early age by asthma, psoriasis and a stammer, he found creative outlets in drawing and writing. Updike was born in Reading, Pa., his mother a department store worker who longed to write, his father a high school teacher remembered with sadness and affection in "The Centaur," a novel published in 1964. The author brooded over his father's low pay and mocking students, but also wrote of a childhood of "warm and action-packed houses that accommodated the presence of a stranger, my strange ambition to be glamorous."

For Updike, the high life meant books, such as the volumes of P.G. Wodehouse and Robert Benchley he borrowed from the library as a child, or, as he later recalled, the "chastely severe, time-honored classics" he read in his dorm room at Harvard University, leaning back in his "wooden Harvard chair," cigarette in hand.

While studying on full scholarship at Harvard, he headed the staff of the Harvard Lampoon and met the woman who became his first wife, Mary Entwistle Pennington, whom he married in June 1953, a year before he earned his A.B. degree summa cum laude. (Updike divorced Pennington in 1975 and was remarried two years later, to Martha Bernhard).

After graduating, he accepted a one-year fellowship to study painting at the Ruskin School of Drawing and Fine Arts at Oxford University. During his stay in England, a literary idol, E.B. White, offered him a position at The New Yorker, where he served briefly as foreign books reviewer. Many of Updike's reviews and short stories were published in The New Yorker, often edited by White's stepson, Roger Angell.

By the end of the 1950s, Updike had published a story collection, a book of poetry and his first novel, "The Poorhouse Fair," soon followed by the first of the Rabbit books, "Rabbit, Run." Praise came so early and so often that New York Times critic Arthur Mizener worried that Updike's "natural talent" was exposing him "from an early age to a great deal of head-turning praise."

Updike learned to write about everyday life by, in part, living it. In 1957, he left New York, with its "cultural hassle" and melting pot of "agents and wisenheimers," and settled with his first wife and four kids in Ipswich, Mass, a "rather out-of-the-way town" about 30 miles north of Boston.

"The real America seemed to me 'out there,' too heterogeneous and electrified by now to pose much threat of the provinciality that people used to come to New York to escape," Updike later wrote.

"There were also practical attractions: free parking for my car, public education for my children, a beach to tan my skin on, a church to attend without seeming too strange."


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Harry Simpson

January 30, 2018

Godspeed John, and thank you for sharing a part of your life with us.

Walker Zhang

April 22, 2011

He will be loved forever for his short stories and as well as his master pieces!

Edwin Rodriguez

April 10, 2011

I loved his work and perhaps like most admirers came to it by way of Rabbit Run. After that it was a decade long waiting game for the next installment while reading what he wrote in the between time. The Olinger stories are beautiful and I will never forget the chuckle I got when Reverend Wilmot (In the Beauty of the Lillies) awoke from a Sunday afternoon nap with the nagging notion that there was no God. I loved his faith and agnosticism.

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December 23, 2009

For John...

WEEP NOT FOR ME


Do not weep for me when I no longer dwell among the wonders of the earth; for my larger self is free, and my soul rejoices on the other side of pain...on the other side of darkness.

Do not weep for me, for I am a ray of sunshine that touches your skin, a tropical breeze upon your face, the hush of joy within your heart and the innocence of babes in mothers arms.

I am the hope in a darkened night. And, in your hour of need, I will be there to comfort you. I will share your tears, your joys, your fears, your disappointments and your triumphs.

Do not weep for me, for I am cradled
in the arms of God. I walk with the angels, and hear the music beyond the stars.

Do not weep for me, for I am within you;
I am peace, love, I am a soft wind that caresses the flowers. I am the calm that follows a raging storm. I am an autumns leaf that floats among the garden of God, and I am pure white snow that softly falls upon your hand.

Do not weep for me, for I shall never die, as long as you remember me...
with a smile and a sigh.


© Joe Fazio

October 10, 2009

Thank you for your works.

David Stocking

February 14, 2009

In 1967, on a professional release day during my first year of teaching Language Arts at Indian Valley Junior High School in Souderton, PA, I drove to Skillington, PA where Updike had spent his boyhood. I wanted to absorb the nature of his early environment, and I was particularly interested in visiting the local high school where he had been a student. When I spoke with the English Chair there, he shared with me that Updike's works always caused anxiety among the faculty just before they were published because so many of the characters had an uncanny resemblance to faculty members in the school. It has ever since reminded me that writers often work from the realities of their own lives, however fictional a work may be.

Now, 42 years later, I have taught many times, in grades 8-college, his short short story "A + P" about a teenage cashier-clerk in a local A+P grocery store who is attracted to a pretty girl in a bathing suit as she makes her way up and down the aisles. He takes exception to his boss who admonishes her for her lack of clothing, and ends up quitting -- wanting to be a hero to the girl -- but she does not even notice him. He's left alone, feeling like a fool.

Many were the reluctant readers in my classes (usually boys) who liked reading that one because it was so familiar , so local, and so true about their human nature.

He appealed to the most literate among us, but he could also be a favorite of the less literate among us -- and for that he deserves applause also.

Betsy Taylor

February 7, 2009

I was a sophomore in college (1974) when I wrote to John Updike to tell him how much I loved one of his New Yorker short stories. To my total amazement and thrill, I received the kindest letter from him only a few weeks later: "Dear Miss Taylor, Thank you for your words, and I'm so glad you liked the story. I imagine that the forsythia are beautiful in Chapel Hill this time of year." It meant so much to me that he took the time to write to an unknown college student who was enthralled with writing, and with his work.

Over the thirty+ years following, Mr. Updike became my favorite author. He had such a rare gift of capturing the human experience so sparely, so authentically, and always revealed to us things that we sensed at some level but did not fully understand, nor know how to find the words to describe. He did.

To the Updike Family: Please know that Mr. Updike is loved all over the world. I am so sorry. I know you will miss him very much. We all will.

Leslie Thacker

February 3, 2009

Mr. Updike became my favorite writer 27 years ago when I read the first "Rabbit Book". Since then not a season went by in my life when I wasn't reading (savoring) something else he wrote. No one else could ever describe perceptions, thoughts and emotions as wonderfully and I think that in his own way he opened his readers' eyes to the incredible beauty of everyday life.

Caroline Moody

February 3, 2009

To Family of John Updike

We are all so sorry to hear of the pasing of Mr. Updike. I am of his generation and he was my favorite writer.

We will all miss John Updike

Jan Pellegrini

February 2, 2009

Thank you for all you have given us.
You are a gentle and warm person who I
feel honored to have met.
Jan from Tastebuds, Beverly

February 2, 2009

To John,

Your books introduced me to a writing genre that validated thoughts and released for me forms of expressions I never thought possible.

The creative space you have left is palpable and difficult to fill. Thank you for your honesty, beautiful rendering of emotion, and a never failing ability to touch this reader and so many others.

You will be immensely missed. Peace.

bridget donnellan

February 1, 2009

Never fell asleep reading any of your books! Fare there well, you will be missed, sincerely.

Dennis Divine

January 31, 2009

I was sorry to hear about the passing of Mr. Updike; I truly appreciate his lifetime of literary contributions. He's inspirational to both readers and would-be writers. He was fortunate enough to have earned many literary awards throughout his career, but maintained a sense of grace that remains noteworthy.

Good writing endures; great writing transcends the ages. John Updike was among the greatest.

Rick Mueller

January 31, 2009

As a writer who grew up in Shillington and attended Governor Mifflin Mr. Updike was always an inspiration to me to continue to write when moments of self doubt would creep in.

I'll miss his words.

Jean Adams

January 31, 2009

To the Updike family,
Please except my deepest sympathy for your loss. John gave me so many hours of pleasure reading his books and poems. I feel like I have lost a dear friend. RIP John.

Keith Barr

January 30, 2009

About a year ago I read all the Rabbit books straight through, one after the other, including the novella "Rabbit Remembered." My thought at the time was how glad I was that I didn't have to wait anxiously all those years as each book came out one at a time. Now, I'd be glad to read whatever he would have written had he lived longer. It's true, you don't know what you've got till it's gone. I got to see Mr. Updike at the dedication of the new Library at Illinois Wesleyan some years ago. It was a memorable occasion. Thanks for many wonderful hours of entertainment.

W Davis

January 30, 2009

To Mr. Updike's Family,

You have my deepest sympathies for your loss. Having grown up in Shillington, I was so proud to be able to say that my home town was his, and while I was growing up, I attended the same church he had attended when he was growing up. He will be greatly missed!

God speed, Mr. Updike, God speed.

Dave Phillips

January 29, 2009

Updike turned me into a reader. (Especially Rabbit) Reading turned me into a teacher. Teaching led me to my wife and my children. As I reread I continue to see myself anew- older. I owe him (and others) so much. Thank you, Mr. Updike.

Scott

January 29, 2009

I am so very sorry to hear of John's passing. May God's promise to bring an end to death comfort you.

(Revelation 21:4) And he will wipe out every tear from their eyes, and death will be no more, neither will mourning nor outcry nor pain be anymore. The former things have passed away.”

Diana Henn

January 29, 2009

Good luck Mr. Updike on your next journey. Such a talented man that left his mark in this world. I come to know John's work through Mr. Chet Hagan, another talented individual we all miss. My thoughts are with your family.

January 29, 2009

Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort;
Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.

II Corinthians 1:3,4

Theresa Skobel

January 28, 2009

As a memeber of the community where John grew up, we are always proud of the achievements of the locals. Few have struck it as big!I will continue to re-read his books and think of the fine man that the world has lost.

Jacki Moriarty

January 28, 2009

My deepest condolences to Mike and his family. Mike, you were always a generous and kind person, whose smile I won't forget. I'm sorry for the loss of your father.
From a fellow Lawrentian and Beta Theta Pi "sister,"

Donally Harrison

January 28, 2009

John was my favorite author, and I grew up reading almost everthing that he has written (I'm 47 now). No other single writer could pen such exquisite passages that flowed seamlessly like a river in thaw. May God bless you and your family.

Gloria Holmes

January 28, 2009

I will always treasure and re-read the stories that Updike has left as his legacy.
A true giant in the literary field who will be missed by many.

John D. Parod M.D.

January 28, 2009

John Updike my favorite author! Almost weekly I would search the library for a new Updike novel.Sympathy to the family and all John Updike lovers.

Paula Greenberg

January 28, 2009

My sympathy and prayers go out to the Updike family. His writing brought out such emotion in the reader. May his memory live on with the many wonderful stories he provided us over the years and for many years to come.

Idella Cantrell

January 28, 2009

Mr. Updike's father was my teacher in Birdsboro PA. He was so very proud of his son's achievements. The Centaur had just been published and he was honored and a little embarassed to be the subject. Mr. Updike was the first man I ever heard speak with loving pride and joy about his child. Thank you for wonderful reading.

M R

January 28, 2009

What a terrible loss! Death is truly an enemy that no one can escape from. As a lieterary genius, Mr. Updike would certainly appreciate the following words and how they help us have a bright hope for the future: "Death is swallowed up forever. Death where is your victory? Death where is your sting?..." (1 Corinthians 15:54,55)

Jon Scott

January 28, 2009

I heard the news John Updike was gone and I was saddened. He was a genius. I loved his work. Who can say they readi it all? I did read much of it, both his prose and poetry. Rabbit made me laugh and laugh again and again. God bless Mr. Updike.

stephanie malaspina

January 28, 2009

I am so sad I will not be able to read any of your new books. You were always inventive and honest.

Brian

January 27, 2009

My sincerest condolences to the Updike family. John has left an amazing legacy behind that will last for eternity.

Brian Fagan, M.D.

January 27, 2009

My deepest condolences to the Updike family. As a lifelong reader, and a literacy teacher, I attach tremendous importance to writers and writing. Mr. Updike is one of my very favorite authors, and his books have given me great joy. Rabbit is truly at rest.

Brian

January 27, 2009

Goodbye

Lisa DeForest

January 27, 2009

My favorite author. RIP

Richard Cummings

January 27, 2009

God broke the mold when he made John Updike. He made us proud to be Americans because our country could produce a writer as great as he was. That he was never awarded the Nobel Prize in literature was a terrible injustice. His work will be part of the global cannon that literature is in the process of creating.

Philip Terzian

January 27, 2009

The finest American novelist of the second half of the 20th century, and a great man of letters. His novels, criticism, stories and poetry are of a distinction unmatched among his contemporaries.

Lisa Marino-McIntosh

January 27, 2009

RIP Mr. Updike. God bless you and yours always.

nash Mitchell

January 27, 2009

You left a gift on this planet that will far exceed you. Thank you in more ways that I can say.

Brad W

January 27, 2009

I never grow tired of reading Johns work.

Ted Carey

January 27, 2009

Another terrific classmate of Harvard 1954 gone to his reward. Rest in peace with Rabbit.

Jeanne Armstrong

January 27, 2009

So sorry to see you go - I am really going to miss your tales!

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