Jack Jenkins – Story Teller
Some writers must learn to tell a story, but not my friend, Jack Jenkins. He was entertaining people spinning tales long before he wrote a novel. A deep voice and a knack for weaving an interesting yarn when relating something as mundane as a trip to the grocery store, made him a natural to write novels.
Jenkins describes himself as a retired police sergeant who spent most of his career dealing with pimps, whores, bookmakers, bootleggers, and the like…and he is. But he’s more than that. He’s a talented story-teller and singer of good songs. In the mid-70s, I sat with him and the police chief of New Braunfels, Texas, beside a hotel swimming pool, drinking beer, as the chief strummed his guitar and Jack sang Cocaine Blues, a song first recorded by Woody Guthrie in the early 40’s. When the “picking and singing” ended, he entertained us with tales of his work in the underbelly of Houston; where heroin addicts, whores and pimps own the night.
He invites his readers, if they are ever in the area, to look him up, and come sit a spell.