Hamid Reza Sadr - Early Life and Education

Early Life and Education

Hamid reza is the oldest son of Zahra Karimi a housewife and General Gholamhossein Sadr who served in the army. His father died right after the big Iranian revolution from cancer in the early 1980. His death impacted the children for life in many ways, especially his oldest son. The father knew that his cancer was terminal; even though his oldest son got a scholarship to go abroad and study, the father insisted that he would stay to be with the family. So Hamid stayed. During the war between Iran and Iraq when universities and colleges were closed. Hamid a student at the time, took advantage of the opportunity and taught himself English, photography and made many eight millimeter short films. He also explored other hobbies and activities. These passions and interests during the time, that many young people were trying to figure out what happens to the country helped him later on and turned into a career. The one that his brothers and him liked the most was soccer. The youngest brother Shahin played for Homa for a few years. Later Hamid became a well known soccer commentator. Many of his books on this subject are dedicated to his brothers who share the same passion for this sport as he does. Hamid has four younger siblings. Mahshid Sadr who is based in London UK, Amir Hossein Sadr who resides in Amsterdam, Netherlands, Shahin Sadr who lives in Vancouver B.C. and Mehrnaz Sadr who is near Philadelphia, US with her family. Interestingly, the family is scattered all over the world and Hamid who had the opportunity to be the first to leave, is still living in Iran. He entered Tehran University in 1974 and gained BA in Economics, and MA in Urban Planning in Faculty of Fine Arts, Tehran University. His thesis title was Location Modeling of Persian Gulf Cities. He got his PhD in Urban Planning from Leeds University in UK.

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