Mark Hudson was born in 1963 into the small village of Bloomfield N.Y. nestled between Rochester with its once roaring economic engines of Kodak, Xerox, and Delco and the peaceful hills of New York’s southern tier.

“I remember brutal winters and warm summers, my dad would take the boys outside in summer and use the electric clippers to give us a “puppy cut” yea the dog too.”

He admitted that sports and girls was the only reason that he went to school, stopping growing at 5’11” and being a poor shooter destroyed his NBA dreams.

Unhappy with college and the numerous odd jobs while trying to pay his way, Mark joined the Army reserves. He had a love hate relationship with the Army, and going active in 1986 he switched his MOS (military occupational specialty) and received an airborne slot, serving in the 82nd airborne with the now de-activated (Bill Clinton) Bco. 4/325.

“I seemed to go up three ranks and go down two. I had/have no patience for those who lead without any ability to do so.”

A career ending knee injury on a jump into Panama for JOTC (Jungle Operations Training Center) caused Mark to return to civilian life in 1989 where he began a career in retail investigations (see his book Retail Investigator for some insight.)

Mark has written short stories his entire life but is the self-admitted worst speller in the world and until the computer; his life’s writing was 2/3 spent in the dictionary.

Living in Arizona, enjoying the weather, his wife and pets; Mark continues to look for news that can be used for his Gordan Hudde series; a hard charging ex-soldier with the ability to ‘fix’ wrongs.