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My new novels-Border Desperation and Border Alliance, both set in Uvalde, Texas. Click on either title to go to Amazon's site for the novels.
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How I Started in the Border Patrol
As a 22 year old senior at Washington State University, I applied for and took the written exam for the Border Patrol, mainly because of peer pressure from my buddy, Mike Barnes.
After graduating from WSU, I took two seasonal positions as a Washington State Park Ranger at Chief Timothy State Park in Clarkston and Field Springs State Park in Anatone. I worked only 8 months out of the year.
I took the oral exam for the Border Patrol while employed as a Park Ranger with little expectation that I would ever be offered or accept the job. But, a year after graduation, at the ripe old age of 22, I received a telegram from the U.S. Border Patrol and accepted the position, arriving in Del Rio, Texas on April 29, 1984. From that day forward my life would change drastically...HERE are some stories about my 25 year career...
The Uvalde Agents, September 1984
Upon returning to Texas after about 18 weeks at the academy, Skip Buxton, Ernie Soto and I were introduced to the agents at the Uvalde Station. We were the first three trainees the Uvalde Station ever had. When we arrived there were five agents and a PAIC: Jim Banks, Charlie Carter, Murphy Don Butler, Ken LaMascus, Charlie Mac Porter and our Patrol Agent In Charge(PAIC), Sammie Stewart. On our first morning, as Uvalde only worked a 7:00 am to 3:00 pm shift, we started the morning out at the Townhouse Restaurant. I said I didn’t drink coffee which was truly frowned upon. I believe it to be Charlie Carter who ordered me a cup and then told me, in a not too pleasant tone, “If you want to fit into the Border Patrol you best learn to drink coffee ASAP”. Every morning for the next, who knows how many years, coffee at The Townhouse Restaurant or sometimes the Kettle Restaurant began our day. We passed information, chatted and bonded with each other and the journeymen agents. Jim Banks and Sammie Stewart always read the paper. I learned to drink coffee very well.
My arrival in September of 1984 was an eye opener for me. I guess, yes, I’ll admit that I was fairly sheltered and wasn’t anywhere near the normal type to be in South Texas as an Agent with the U.S. Border Patrol.
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Articles I've written about events in the Border Patrol!