I grew up in the country where I worked on dairy farms, beef farms, and learned to train horses. The horses were fresh from the Colorado range and raw. I began writing stories in school. I was a freelance writer for a time, working for an agricultural magazine and a hunting publication. I became a truck driver for a decade and worked for a security company. In my security work, I saw the worst of the worst and was lucky enough to see deep compassion when I was on the verge of losing all hope. I have traveled our great nation many times, as well as overseas. Today I live in Green Bay, in the shadow of Lambeau Field.
Like the old west itself, where anything was possible, my motto is that hope springs eternal. In my stories, anything may happen and in the end, there’s always hope.