He was born back east and fit there like the proverbial square peg in a round hole. Lucky for him his family moved to Arizona when he was but 13. Within months of hitting that desert sand he was horseback under a wide brim black hat, wearing tall boots with jinglin' spurs, wranglin' for a local rancher. He grew up chasin'
wild cows through the Arizona chaparral.
That square peg had found the home he'd been born to fit.
While the best part of his life has been spent cowboying from Arizona to Montana, parts of the last many years have been spent as a soldier, carpet cleaner, hard rock miner, carpenter, night watchman, truck driver, hardware clerk, holster maker, wood cutter, and horse rustler.
It's from that wide variety of experience that he's able to draw the raw materials to bring his characters to life. They form the foundation for his stories of honor, sacrifice and "damn the consequences I'm riding this trail my own way" tough hided western stubbornness.
