Over thirty years ago, I graduated from College with a degree in Business Administration with a concentration in Accounting. Armed with the knowledge of bookkeeping, I became a Special Agent with the Federal Bureau of Investigations. I worked all criminal violations from White Collar to Foreign Counter Intelligence, bank robberies, drug trafficking and violent crimes.
My wife, Rebecca knew how much I loved my job and for that reason put up with my many days away from the family, the constant late night phone calls and last minute call-outs. She did it because she knew it was important.
It was late in my career when I realized the job had changed me. It was Rebecca that made it
clear. We would occasionally take walks in the evening with our dog, Sparky. One night during a walk, Rebecca said to me she couldn’t wait until I retired. I told her it would be nice as well, giving us the opportunity to do the things we didn’t have the time to do now. She shook her head and replied,
“No, I can’t wait for you to retire so you can get your sense of humor back.”
Wait, what? Now I ’m a funny guy. Honest. But it was at that moment, I realized, I may have lost my funny bone. The job had made me cynical. The world I thought was clear in my eyes was really a blur of bad things seen through a dark lens.
It was at the end of a major homicide case that I knew, I needed to find a way back to being
human. I started writing that eventually helped to meet other writers as well as published
authors, some of the nicest people you would ever meet that like to kill. At least write about it.
The writing led me to my literary agent, the wonderful Kimberley Cameron. The stories are
based on cases that I have worked but they are fictionalized.
After 27 years with the FBI, I have retired. I am currently the Director of Security for ESPN,
the World Wide Leader in Sports. As I like to say in my new position, No one dies, no one
gets kidnapped. It’s a wonderful job. That and the writing have helped me get my funny side
back. At least I laugh more. I never thought clarity of mind can come from a blurry image.
That reminds me: Did you hear the one about a priest, a rabbi and a federal agent
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