Windy Butte, New Mexico - Hulsey, J. C.
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Just as his gun was being lifted out of his holster, my.45 was pressed against his throat. His bushy gray eyebrows raised in disbelief. "I recommend you just relax, or this gun might go off." He dropped his gun back into his holster. "Now hold on, maybe I'll reconsider I believe I will resign. Just don't pull that trigger. Please take that gun outta my throat?" "I will, but first I want you to listen to each word that comes out of my mouth, very carefully. Do you think you can do that?" I pushed the barrel against his throat a little harder. He barely nodded his head, indicating that he…mehr

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Just as his gun was being lifted out of his holster, my.45 was pressed against his throat. His bushy gray eyebrows raised in disbelief. "I recommend you just relax, or this gun might go off." He dropped his gun back into his holster. "Now hold on, maybe I'll reconsider I believe I will resign. Just don't pull that trigger. Please take that gun outta my throat?" "I will, but first I want you to listen to each word that comes out of my mouth, very carefully. Do you think you can do that?" I pushed the barrel against his throat a little harder. He barely nodded his head, indicating that he understood. "That's good. That's very good. Now, here's what you're going to do. You'll unpin your badge, and lay it on the bar. Then, you'll take your pistol out of your holster, and lay it on the bar. Do you understand?" "Take it easy. Look, I'm taking it off." He removed the badge and laid it on the bar. "Now, the gun." He reached down and lifted it out of the holster and laid it next to the badge on the bar. "Now, I would suggest that you mosey on down to the livery stable, saddle your horse, mount up, head any direction, leave town and don't look or come back! Ever! Understand? I would be very upset if one day I looked up, and saw your ugly face." "Yes, sir. I understand completely. I'm outa here!" With that, he walked out the door and started running toward the livery stable.
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I really can't explain how or why I write. It's like an explosion in my brain and the words come flowing out like a raging river and then other times like a frozen glazier. I wrote a twenty-eight page booklet of poetry over the course of two days and nights. I mention nights because as soon as my head hits the pillow, it's like a switch goes off in my brain and I have to write. J.C. Hulsey J.C. Hulsey has lived in Midlothian, Texas for thirty years. He's a father, grandfather, and great-grandfather. He has been married for 56 years. He enjoys Western movies and TV Shows, (especially the older ones) and reading about Mail-Order Brides. He is also the owner of six cats (all stray cats, showed up on the back porch) and one dog (rescue dog) He worked for 33 years at Bell Helicopter. He served in the USAF for five years, and the Air National Guard for four years. He has always wanted to be an author. He started writing songs in his early twenties. He recorded a couple of songs in the late 1960s. He started writing poetry in the 1970s to share with others. He self-published them on Amazon in 2013. He still felt the need to write something different. He tried writing a book in the 1970s, but it was never finished. In 2014, he felt the urge to write a western novel. However, he needed something different than what was on the market. What about a young Christian Gunfighter? He now has 44 books on Amazon.com