8. Time Keeps Rolling On

Time waits for no man, and that includes me.  The years are slipping by faster than I would have imagined. Our old law firm is just a memory that is fading away, but that is how clutter gets cleared, and it is good to move on to new things.

My work as an artist is moving along too.  I held a major art show in 2019, among others, celebrating the 50th anniversary of the Apollo 11 moon landing.  More on that and my other shows and exhibitions can be found at https://www.bobbickers.art and in my art blog at https://bickersart.blogspot.com.

The old Bickers & Bickers website domain (bickerslaw.com) seems to have fallen to the wayside too, so this blog and our old Facebook page (https://www.facebook.com/Bickers-Bickers-Attorneys-at-Law-181636161891097/) are the last remnants standing.  It was a wild ride indeed.

I will end this post with a repeat of a Facebook post last week on what would have been my father's 90th birthday.  Without his influence, I would not have been an attorney and there never would have been a Bickers & Bickers.

I want to recognize my father and namesake, Robert V. Bickers, who would have been 90 years old on January 22, 2021.  He passed away over 22 years ago. He would have been proud to see our democracy rebound this week as it did.

Born in poverty, he took advantage of the G.I. Bill and became an attorney in Memphis. Even as a child, he saw the inequities and injustices around him and he came to identify with the principles of Thomas Jefferson and the Democratic Party.

 

He was civic-minded in the truest sense, helping his community and soon was active in local politics. He shared the podium with President Lyndon Johnson when he campaigned in Memphis. My father's proudest moment in public life was when he served as a delegate to the 1977 Tennessee Constitutional Convention.

 

He had his share of adversities, including the lost of his good arm to cancer when he was 43. Still he continued with his law practice, helping the downtrodden, and always seeking justice. I practiced law with him for a while, and when I mentioned to another attorney the kind of practice we had (while applying for a job), I was told they did not want the same kind of clients in the same waiting room with their clients (as our clients were often poor minorities). I walked out of that interview, but I never felt more proud of my father. I crafted my own law practice after my father's example.

 

So much more I could say, and you left us much too soon. You touched a lot of lives and your memory is still strong in all of us.