Roy Rogers

Former Herald industrial correspondent Roy Rogers, who died at the age of 73 in March, was a member of the NUJ for some 50 years. Roy was born in Shardeloes, an 18th century

country house near Amersham requisitioned for pregnant women evacuated from London. His father was with the forces in Burma. He passed his 11-plus and went to Kingsbury

County Grammar schools in north London. He played football for Harrow Schools and rugby for his own school then for Old Kingsburians, through which he met his wife Susan. His newspaper career began as a clerk in the

prices room of the Financial Times. Management recognised Roy’s abilities and he became a labour reporter, then labour correspondent and shipping correspondent. He left the FT in 1976 to become editor of Shipbuilding News; from there he went to Lloyd’s List and The Herald’s London office. Roy’s politics – he was a trade union left-winger

– never coloured his copy. He covered all the major industrial disputes in the 1970s and 1980s. While close to most union leaders, he was never too close to write stories they found inconvenient. Roy gave some entertaining speeches as chair of the Labour and Industrial Correspondents’ Group. Each year, they awarded the ‘Golden Bollock’ to the member adjudged to have made the most serious error in print or on air. Roy never won it. His quick wit may have arisen from having a

name some found amusing – ‘singing cowboy’ Roy Rogers was a star in the 1950s and 1960s. Once, attending the engineering union conference, he ate a mediocre dinner. After the meal, the intrusive m’aitre d’ insisted that the reporters gave their names and papers. When Roy said: “Roy Rogers, Glasgow Herald”, the manager asked: “Where’s your horse?” Roy replied: “I think I’ve just eaten it.”

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Maureen Rose

The death of Maureen Rose at the age of 84 has deprived specialist journalism of one of its finest practitioners and the first woman to edit a construction-related magazine. Maureen Crutchley grew up in Derby and joined the Derbyshire Advertiser as a teenage reporter. She moved to the Grimsby Evening Telegraph, where covering the fishing industry was good preparation for specialist reporting. From there she went to the Ilford Pictorial, where local government reporting was also to come in useful. She later served on the Surrey Comet. The demands of family life saw her move to business and technical magazines. She worked for Community Care before joining the municipal technical services magazine Surveyor in 1984. The elevation of a woman to edit the title in 1986 raised a few male eyebrows but she soon mastered the intricacies of councils’ highway and sewerage engineering, planning and housing portfolios and the water industry, bringing an authoritative voice to Surveyor. Editor for 12 years, she was a passionate defender of public services. Her circle of friends remember her as a great

editor, her trademark cigarette in a holder, bashing out copy to deadlines that were never missed. She ran a gender-neutral office before it was fashionable. While outspoken, she showed great loyalty in a profession where it’s all too rare. Maureen pursued a very active retirement,

studying philosophy and travelling widely until health issues took their toll. Even then, she refused to give in, once being smuggled out of hospital where she was recovering from a broken pelvis in a wheelchair to go to the theatre. She is survived by her former husband, lobby correspondent David Rose, and daughter Abigail.

Former colleagues

Jackie Sloan

Jackie (Jackson) Sloan, who died on Christmas Eve in his 78th year, was a highly respected photographer for Northern Ireland’s provincial press and a long-standing NUJ member. Jackie was a staff photographer on the Ulster Herald in his native Omagh for three and a half decades. He was an excellent news photographer. National and international news agencies sought his work. He could have moved to a larger stage, but preferred to stay where he was happy, in his own community. As well as having superb photographic skills,

Jackie was a gentleman, gifted with both wisdom and humour He was one of the first photographers on the scene of the worst incident of Northern Ireland’s Troubles: the Omagh bomb of 1998, which killed 29 people. The dead were his friends and neighbours. “It was a very difficult time, but you had to switch off and do your job,” he said. On the day after the bomb, victims’ relatives

gathered in Omagh Leisure Centre to hear increasingly bad news. Out of respect, Jackie did not take photographs. He was uncomfortable at the forceful approach of some photographers from outside the area.

His fondness for place came out in his

favourite photographic subject, the three closely grouped spires of Omagh’s Catholic and Church of Ireland churches standing over the town. Being a photographer was his third career. He

had been both a telephone engineer, and a drummer in a show band. Jackie is survived by his wife, Kay, and sons Liam and Neil.

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