Irvon Clear was born in Richmond, Virginia on July 27, 1946.
I am on a mission. I made a deal with everyone’s God back in 1952.
I was flat on my back in a military hospital in Fort Lee, Virginia. It was an ironic absurdity. My father was at war in Korea. I was a six year old child hospitalized with a questionable diagnosis of rheumatic fever.
It was serious. I was in a hospital where wounded soldiers were flown in to heal and walk away or lie down quietly in bloodied bandages and then mysteriously disappear in the night. I saw it many times…the empty morning bed.
That’s what death was to me in 1952. I knew I had to make a deal to get out of there. After three months I promised everyone’s God that I would…well, it had to be something that I would hate doing; it had to be something that was a sacrifice…so I promised everyone’s God that I would be a writer if the deal included my safe return to my mother.
I’m still alive and I’m still bound by my promise. I am on a mission.