by 
Author Gary Clifton
Bio
I grew up in the forties and fifties in a slum in the Kansas City area. The territory came with a built in fear and distrust of the police. After a mediocre athletic career and a host of all-night jobs—bread baking and a mental hospital are in the resume—I managed a B.S. and spent four years teaching and coaching at the high school level in the K.C. area.
Ironically, I chance encountered two young men in a café waiting line who were federal officers with the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms, and Explosives, U.S. Treasury Department—the home of Eliot Ness himself. When I learned their salaries were half again more than the superintendent of schools, I took and passed the Treasury Agent examination and spent the next thirty years as one of those sneaky cops I had feared back in the neighborhood.
In those days, we were constantly assigned to Secret Service details. I spent protective time with every President and VP from LBJ to Bush the Elder. In fact, my first writing venture, which turned out to be a novel sold in national paperback, was born while I sat in the middle of the night, waiting for the enemy to strike. In regular duty, I was granted a free ticket to the damnedest show on earth: the American crime scene. The exposure accumulated an endless array of scenarios from bizarre to tragic to hilarious to plain damned unbelievable.
(Gary Clifton, 2021)
Interview
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Books
Henry Paul Brannigan: Stories Worth Tellin’
Never on Monday
