J.T. & Me

By J.C. Hulsey

John Turner Russell and I are special investigators.
Our job, as it was described by the Judge, was to look into the backgrounds of certain individuals and ascertain if they had the potential of becoming law breakers. There was very little if any violence involved in this endeavor. That is until these last jobs. It seemed as if the jobs were becoming more like bounty hunting than investigators.

• Language: English
• Publisher: J.C. Hulsey Books
• Release date: Apr 1, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224954186

J.C. Hulsey

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

Book preview

John Turner Russell is a cantankerous old coot, but he’s as loyal as a puppy dog. A man couldn’t ask for a better partner or friend for that matter. He and I served in the same unit in the Calvary. I was an officer and he was a Sergeant. Somehow even back then, rank didn’t matter to either one of us. We became friends, close friends, you might say. After we were discharged, J.T. and I traveled together trying to find out what our niche in life was gonna be. We were both tired of fighting and taking orders.

We signed on with more than one cattle Ranch. Even tried a horse Ranch. We sure didn’t cotton to following behind them old mossy backed cows all day. The grub in most places was a lot better than army chow, except at a couple of places.

Neither one of us figured we were cut out to follow behind a plow, so it seemed we were back to square one in the job hunting. We were in a little place called Calico Junction, when I literally ran into someone from my military days. He had been a Colonel and our commanding officer for the entire time we served.

With a name like mine, he said. I had no choice but to go into politics. I’m now a territorial judge for the entire Republic of Texas. Oh, excuse me, it ain’t a Republic any more. Anyhow, I am now Judge Hiram T. Justus based in Newton County. I could use a couple of good reliable men to work for me.

After a long, very long discussion, J.T. and I decided to give it a try.

Our job as it was described by the judge was to look into the backgrounds of certain individuals and ascertain if they had the potential of becoming law breakers. There was very little if any