They Called Me a Killer

Deputy, detective, hangman, excellent pistol shot, and cold-eyed lawman, Jess Parker grieved over killing only one of his eight victims, his black boyhood friend and playmate. This lawman, of the lean Depression years and the foolish prohibition period, dispensed justice fairly, if quickly. Parker loved his family and what his badge represented. His big .44 Special and the star were a part of him and he felt almost naked without them. He depended upon his contacts with both blacks and whites to solve crimes in the Millboro vicinity. Defense attorneys were unkind, but he was recognized as an outstanding citizen. He was feared by some and labeled a killer. But he had integrity and loyalty going for him.