I was raised on an old drought ridden ranch in southern New Mexico. I only saw two good rains in thirty years. They did not cover much country. It took me almost that long before I saw a fat cow, then I thought that there was something wrong with her.

At that point in my life, everything to me was inside an old barbed wire fence, as that was my world. We always had a pot of frijole beans on the stove, along with a hot pot of coffee. We got our sense of humor from the Ace Reid, " Cowpokes " cartoons that we would see. I saw a lot of locoed cows and horses, but that goes with the country.

Then one day I crawled under the fence and went to town, turned my world upside down. I married a woman that was on human loco weed - they call it cocaine. I had a daughter by her, she is the best thing that has ever happened to me. Her mother was a drug smuggler and a devil worshipper, still is to this day.

Through all of this I have come to know God a lot better. He keeps me alive. Those devil people right now have my daughter Jennifer. This is why I do what I do. God gave me the gift to write and report to the world on just what they do. They are coyotes, the two legged kind. The ones at the ranch are four legged, but a coyote is a coyote. I am still cowboying, just riding for a different boss now. This is what my books are about, Judges, Lawyers, Witches and Whores. Maybe a prevention if read to help someone else to keep from getting caught in the trap of life that I did. So far, through God's help I have not had to chew off a leg to get free.