Ride along in the wild west with Frank and Jesse James as they share in the adventures of The Lone Jack Kid. This was wartime; men lived and died fighting their enemy . . . and sometimes they died fighting each other.
“My name is Charles Longstreet.” The men looked at each other as recognition set in. “You’re the Lone Jack Kid?” The Kid smiled. “The one and only.” He pulled his hat off of his head and waved it in the air, giving the Rebel yell. “See you money grubbers in hell, boys.”
He jerked the reins, and nudged Comet with his heels. She turned her head and leaped into the bubbling stream with water as high as the stirrups, and dashed across, splashing tendrils of water high in the air on both sides of her. It was an impressive display of horsemanship. The toll collectors watched with grudging admiration.
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I Grew up in Queens, New York. I’m a Korea Veteran and I retired from the FDNY. I started writing late in life hoping to help my grandchildren pay for their college education. I found that I could write a good story which resulted in 31 books and 32 awards, designating me a 4 time top 100 best selling author.
Go figure… If I would have known I could tell a good story. I would have started writing a half century ago.