They had each come to California hoping for a new beginning: Levi Coffin ran from the Union Army and the dark world of the war-torn Eastern States, Errin Scanlan had escaped from an Australian prison, and Celeste Beremendes was awaiting her chance to take vengeance on the man who had killed her brother. In a world where laws were paper thin, courage ruled, and guns decided all, they would each risk their futures and their lives. .
My name is Fearl Meek Parker. Don't laugh about the Meek. Sometime in the future, I'll tell how such a moniker was hung on me. I write under the name of F. M. Parker
I have written 20 books and am in the process of publishing them on Amazon, Barnes & Noble and Apple and some publishers in England.
My early years were lived in Ohio. At 16 I dropped out of school and went to work in a factory making door and windows. Becoming tried of eating sawdust, I started hitchhiking west. Ran out of money in Colorado and worked as a bellhop in Estes Park. After a few days and with a few coins jingling in my pocket, I caught a ride north to Montana where I herded sheep near Miles City. Tiring of that, I jumped onto my thumb and rode it west to Seattle, Washington. There I tasted the salt water and saw all the warships sailing off to war in the Pacific. This was 1945 during World War 11. Again I jumped upon my thumb, pointed it to the east, and rode it to Ohio. Where I talked my mother into signing me into the navy. Well, I wasn't yet 17 the minimum age, and so the navy put me up in a hotel for a day and them swore me in. I spent 4 years that first time. I was called back to active duty for a year and a half during the Korean War in the early 1950's.
Earned a degree in geology, working the night shift for Chrysler Airtemp and going to school during the day. Hired on with a mining company prospecting for uranium in Utah. Next, I worked for an oil company drilling oil wells in KANSAS. THEN my luck really struck and I took employment with the Bureau of Land Management, a bureau within the Department of the Interior. This was the perfect job for a fellow with an itchy foot. While working up through the ranks, I was in California, New Mexico, Utah, Washington D.C. and Oregon. I wrote my first book, Skinner, while in Oregon. Doubleday published it. After the Bureau, I became an environmental consultant in Phoenix, Arizona. I now live in Virginia.
