In Memory of My Father

My father, Billy L. Fikes, passed away on September 10th. It was to him and my mother that I owe my love of reading and writing. Mom and dad encouraged me to follow my dream of being a writer, always believing in my ability to write and full of faith that I would make it as a writer.

My parents were so proud of me when I began to earn an income from my writing, that income having more than a few times been the difference between making it through a month, and failing to pay the bills for that month.

Now, after they have passed away and I am left on my own, I turn the time I had once spent caring for them to my writing to earn enough of a living to repurchase the house that they had been forced to place into a reverse mortgage. Assuming I can coax a bank into working with me to pay the house off.