This past Friday, I graduated with my MFA in Creative Writing from Eastern Kentucky University’s Bluegrass Writers Studio. Although I received my Ph.D. in Research around thirty years ago, this degree has been more challenging for several different reasons. Over three decades of research and ten years of writing have been involved in writing this degree’s thesis, which is my book I plan to publish within the next few years. However, Brenda, my spouse of almost forty-five years and who has supported me in some of my most difficult times, explained it best in a Facebook post when I told her this degree had been the toughest one yet:
“Maybe because he had to dig so deep in his past through his research about his dad, his family, and his own past pain. His search for answers has haunted him as long as I have known him. However, I don’t think the void in his heart for the loss of his father will ever be filled due to the fact that the CIA has yet to release the classified crash investigation report of the Air America plane his father was killed in.”
James B. Wells 