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Side Trail Short Stories Bio. of Jack Goodner
Jack is fairly new to the writing craft. After retiring from a career in banking and bank regulation he has devoted a lot of his free time to bringing his vivid imagination to life. He credits his memory and skill as an attentive listener to his ability to write interesting stories with entertaining dialogue. In addition to the short stories submitted to Rope and Wire, he has self-published two contemporary crime novels under the pen name of Jackson Goode. A third crime novel, FRANK HARDIN: THE LETHAL LAWMAN is published under his real name. This story is set in Texas during the turbulent Prohibition and the oil boom era. While not a western per se, this story has a lot of western influences and references. These three books are all available on Amazon. A second Frank Hardin novel is currently in the works.
Growing up in the Texas Panhandle with three uncles who were working cowboys has given Jack a keen appreciation of the western lifestyle and the struggles people living off the land encounter day in and day out. A longtime student of the events and colorful characters of the old west, he enjoys trying to merge history with his imagination.
In addition to writing, Jack enjoys fishing, gardening, collecting military knives, and flea marketing. He lives with his wife Debe in rural East Texas.
TWO MEXICANS AND A BLACK HORSE
Before heading to the barn, I made another run through town and then by the newspaper office. The lights were on, and I could see Clayton sitting at his desk.
Clayton came to the door and let me in. “I’m glad you came by. I have a few questions for you if you’ve got time.”
“Sure. I’m just driving around to be seen and make sure nothing’s going on. Read the full story HERE>>
RUSTY, THE CATTLE DOG THAT WEREN’T
The men near the corral heard the noise as the blue pickup pulling a stock trailer rumbled across the cattle guard and headed their way kicking up a dust cloud as it drove over the dry caliche road.
The driver pointed the truck toward the corral but stopped a good way away so as not to spook the animals. Several cowboys in leather chaps and sweaty shirts sat on horses near the enclosure and more men were leaning against the wood fence.