Flarry W Henry IIIBorn in Detroit I was thirteen years old when I got my first real job I rode around the city selling farm fresh eggs and chicken as a delivery route boy off of Harold's Egg Truck. Growing up in what was then called the 'inner city' during the '50's, 0's and early 70's beats the heart and soul of my roots in the heydays and glory years of 'Motown' and the Big Three, Chrysler, Ford and General Motors. I grew up in a city filled with creative talented artist and the never give up attitude that defines the girth of the 'Motor City' I join the ranks of the few African American Fantasy Fiction writers. I love writing spooky scary stuff on a black tip with a bump trying to make available a fresh new entrée of imagination to readers across the board. Read More Read Less