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    Exploits of a State Trooper
    Exploits of a State Trooper
    Exploits of a State Trooper
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    Exploits of a State Trooper

    By Lee Wilson

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    If you or anyone in your family are considering a career in law enforcement, I encourage you to read this book then read it again. This will let you know what it's actually like to wear a star or shield. It also tells you what others who are in law enforcement go through every day in making our country safe for us to be out and about, enjoying it. They all deserve our respect and admiration.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPage Publishing, Inc.
    Release dateNov 13, 2020
    ISBN9781643504810
    Exploits of a State Trooper
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    Lee Wilson

    <b>Lee Wilson</b> is a Nashville intellectual-property lawyer and writer. In practice since 1984, she has written six books on intellectual-property law topics (some in several editions), all published by Allworth Press. Her books include <i>The Copyright Guide: A Friendly Guide to Protecting and Profiting from Copyrights</i>; <i>The Trademark Guide: Friendly Guide to Protecting and Profiting from Trademarks</i>; and <i>Fair Use, Free Use, and Use by Permission: Using and Licensing Copyrights in All Media</i>. She has written for the <i>Vanderbilt Journal of Entertainment Law and Practice</i>, has published numerous articles on intellectual-property law for <i>Communication Arts</i> magazine and the Publishers Marketing Association <i>Independent</i>, has served on the boards of numerous arts organizations, and is a frequent speaker to arts and academic groups. She lives and works in the woods north of Nashville, Tennessee.

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      Exploits of a State Trooper - Lee Wilson

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      Exploits of a State Trooper

      Lee Wilson

      Copyright © 2018 Lee Wilson

      All rights reserved

      First Edition

      Page Publishing, Inc

      New York, NY

      First originally published by Page Publishing, Inc 2018

      ISBN 978-1-64350-480-3 (Paperback)

      ISBN 978-1-64350-951-8 (Hardcover)

      ISBN 978-1-64350-481-0 (Digital)

      Printed in the United States of America

      Table of Contents

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      I want to dedicate this book to my lovely wife and my exceptional son, without whom this book would not have been possible.

      Preface

      As you read the words in this book, please keep in mind that all this occurred almost fifty years ago and was a different time. This country was emerging from what we now call a third world country. There were very few paved roads and none of the enmities we currently associate with modern life.

      Chapter 1

      Growing Up

      I was born on a poor 103-acre dirt farm in lower South Carolina on October 20, 1937, and spent most of my juvenile years there going to school and helping out on the farm.

      I had two older brothers and a younger sister. Our childhood was really good even though we were very poor. At that time, the USA was like a third world country with few paved roads in our area, no electric power or telephones. We got our water from a pump in the backyard and carried what we needed into the house in a bucket.

      After a few years, my father decided to put running water in the kitchen of that old country farmhouse. So he put a large water tank in the loft of the house, connected it to the pump, and we children took turns pumping water up to the tank so we could have running water in the kitchen sink. The bathroom was an outhouse, and we had a large tub for baths. We did have a fishpond of several acres next to our house. It started out as a woods pond, and later, Father hired a drag link to dig it out and make it larger as well as deeper. I spent many hours in and around that pond, fishing and boating in the small boats we built.

      My father was born on September 19, 1898. He had a job as a heating plant operator at a government hospital about sixty miles from the farm. We had an old ’34 Ford auto that wasn’t much good, so he would go to work and come home on his day off, leaving the old car for my mother to use in taking care of us kids. In his younger years, he fought in World War I as a merchant marine. They carried supplies and humanitarian goods over the globe to support the war effort.

      He once told me he was in China and went ashore. They had to convert American dollars to Chinese currency in order to purchase things. He said he converted a twenty-dollar bill and received more Chinese money than he could carry.

      The only memorable thing he told me was that their ship had been under attack when someone threw a grenade at them. He picked it up and threw it back. It exploded a few feet from him. The explosion broke his forearm into three pieces. They splinted and bandaged it but didn’t straighten it. He had a crooked arm the rest of his life.

      In the early days, he worked for fifty cents a day and was really proud of that.

      Going to School

      We all went to a little three-room school house located in Canadys, South Carolina, that served first through the sixth grades. We had two classrooms and a lunchroom. We had one teacher in each room. The first room housed the first through fourth grades. The grades were segregated by the children lining up in rows of desks. The first row was grade one; the second, grade two; etc. The teacher would teach grade one for a while then move to grade two, etc. The children not being lectured just sat and waited. The other room held the other two grades and was run in the same manner. And yes, we did have recess.

      Even back then we had fund-raisers. The one I remember most was when the moms would bake cakes and take them to the school. Everyone in the community would show up at the school because it was a community event. We had cakewalks to raise money for the school. I know, no one nowadays knows what that was. Let me enlighten you. Everyone would line up around the room near the walls. They had a table on one side with a record player (yes, there were a few of those around even in those dark ages.) They would place one of the cakes on the edge of the table nearest the lined-up people. Everyone paid a dime to be in the cake walk. The music would start, and everyone would start walking around the room. When the music stopped, the one nearest the cake won!

      That same lunchroom was used to issue food ration stamps during World War II. You

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