Flint Westrock is, like many Americans, a man of many places and times. His family was a military family, and by the age of 12 he had lived in eight cities in five different states; from age 12 to 29 he lived in Houston, and then Austin, Texas before moving to California. The fourth of five children born on either side of the 1940/1950 divide, he was exposed to American culture and music spanning three decades by the time he was 20. He tasted the exuberance of the 40’s, the innocence of the 50’s and the experience of the 60’s. He grew up in a house with 78’s, 45’s, and 33’s, record players that played all three, and parents, brothers and sisters who all had their own musical tastes and cultural icons. He has lived all over these great United States, in the East, the Midwest, the Southwest, and the West. He’s been a truck driver, a lawn mower repairman, a soda jerk, a ditch digger, a dry-waller, a produce man, a warehouseman, a property clerk, a freight-elevator operator, a grocery stocker, a diaper delivery man, a life guard, a swimming teacher, a lawyer, an author, and a publisher. When he was a kid, he ate, drank, and slept baseball. He’s played basketball in parks and gyms all over the country. At 30 he took up surfing, and goes out whenever he can. He’s read every western he could get his hands on from the 30’s, 40’s and 50’s and every book ever written by Raymond Chandler, Dashiell Hammett, and Louis L’Amour and seen all of John Wayne’s westerns, most of them more than once. He's 6'5" and weighs 225. He admires women and respects men...when they deserve it.