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It's no wonder that, after reading "Touched by Fire," country music legend, George Jones, wrote Frank Griffin to say "I thoroughly enjoyed the book." Former President George H.W. Bush called it "a most interesting read." The book tells an amazing American story. In 1954 Johnnie Frank Griffin witnessed the violent death of Alabama's Attorney General-elect Albert Patterson. Six months later he told a grand jury about it. The next day he was stabbed. He died that night in a hospital built on profits from crime. Nine years later Johnnie Frank's son, Frank Griffin, saw Lee Harvey Oswald fleeing down a Dallas street. Between these two events Frank grew up in one of the strangest decades in American history. His story touches that of Alabama Governor John Patterson. It collides with mob bosses and CIA operations. There's even room for country music and barroom brawls. This book shows how Frank Griffin's life is truly "Touched By Fire."

Touched By FireSecond Edition Frank Griffin 9781257822898 Books

Its one helluva road trip with a hard knocks style wild ride and a whiskey laced binge of a big' bender' road trip from Alabama to Texas.

This is an interesting summer read for the adventurer drifter in all of us, and especially for JFK Cold Case enthusiast's (or) just students (and) JFK author's + all those JFK experts worldwide.

Debut Novel -- TOUCHED BY FIRE -- Frank Griffin

This is invariably a rambling of a Nash rambler road tripping novel. It's axis mainly is the rundown in town by town bar by bar, crime to job, to back into some crimes, and then... running away from Johnnie Law. These type hard knock's...or those restless drifter stories...from the old' deep south which defined Harper Lee, William Faulkner, (or) John Steinbeck (or) Mark Twain. What defines this first novel is that it was written in all rather impaled guilt, ( there are a lot less word adjectives and no pulled punches, ) its all hard living hard drinking into this cross genre that resembles in a reader's bulls...eye hitting the targets... to past written great's, and those vaunted road warriors; writer's like the beat author Jack Kerouac--also beat cop tales written by author Raymond Chandler.
[ In debut novels terms, they call it succinctly that this is a new Writer to watch.]

Everything hits hard. The greatest deep south novel's like To Kill A Mockingbird--southern life is depicted--by--brand' in nature, in its a struggle to make end's--more often' than not... it's the one piece of bread with the water, and the lack there of when ends, don't meet. The next day's wake- up is a hangover. The woman has no name, without telling us she was either a whore or prospect for the man's true heart, since sooner than later all of the whiskey's ran out... with the party from the night before, and all of that... the money' is gone, and with my pocket's now empty; its time to just clear out and run off to the next town before' the cop's catch up to us for our "past crimes" committed from a night' before. (And,) before those sins of vice, or any crime's get resolved, via the outcome's... behind the eight ball... this' novel runs off, and jet's off to the next town, the next hangover, and, the next barnstorm shot's + a hay maker... to troublesome path's only to end up... with another--hangover-- after another vice laden dance with the devil, and it's town by town, bar by bar, sin by sin from the last crime, into the next crime, ending up in a jail cell--and Johnnie Law not far behind, all of these sordid, unhinged train wreck' trail' detail's-trying to sort out--a big mess of mayhem; the sin's--plus it's sinner's--vices... in a southern drifting rambler back seat' hung over rebel rambler's road story. At first chapter's your in wondering if the Writer wrote it while attending-- the A.A. (or) inside one of those keen program's--that resemble the structure involved--within period's within the regimental--Rehab processes. It really has the barstool memory tale's inside the rhythm of this piece, as the writer found all of it's traveling dangerous curves and it's event's.

Uniquely, there is thread bare redemption, in this never grow out of the T-shirt, and the pick up truck, loaded up with a six pack rebel's story of the Southland Drifter's saga. It's part road story. It's part train wreck to next train wreck. It's also in part, a historical novel. The historical material being the writer's gut + it's strongest suit, (and) in only the moderate' criticism, you only wish that the History that the Writer, has direct' claim's on; and those detail's were more so spent--in time and in more--detailed in energy--via word's...the author kept strict confidence's...to be' true. In reading it, the sparse text' from a reporter's perspective: "No attempts what-so-ever, were tendered or made at embellishing any of the stark and any of the darker details."
[ By approach: he tells only details as he's lived through them as they're straight in reporter style.]

The chapters from the first crime regarding Albert Patterson are slim in detail. The chapter on the connection's to witnessing the 11/22/1963-- J D Tippit's--Execution are "chilling." If anything gets across, it is that this is unvarnished' wood. It's hard to hang anything to view portrait...other than wrong place, and the wrong time...to be there. Such is its' striking clause in the unresolved crime, stays unresolved? Here, the historian chose... to say bluntly, "it is what this is" minus any sugar coated adjective's. It's like I saw just a small piece of a puzzle. Here, we'll credit this writer for only taking a train, as it is the train aptly he's named "sparse," and what he saw was stark enough to keep his mouth shut, and shut-up... for quite a long... period of time, "having good reason's to fear for his life, regarding the crime of the century, (and) what he... eye witnessed... on; 11/22/63."
[ I will leave it there, just as the writer leaves it there; in stating it. He makes this point' clear. ]

The gift. To stay spare. To say it says more to say less is more? I want to say "Into The Fire--Into The Storm" our writer uses that field of what if I had done this, before I ran over there. That's the mark of the son who is reaching out, to the father, ( as it show's truly, that this Writer's heart was certainly fashioned, in larger canvas... than from the bar's cloth of "that mean one, or' that rough one" that he' was also actually created--by; ) I found this core from inside Fire, its' guts' strength.
In my reader thought laden canvas for my review: I'll say one more path to measure its contents, by offering this mediation. Every time the protagonist sets off to with incendiary lightning' up to what possibility lies ahead--into a new adventure, and as he somehow... falls flattened ending up on the losing end--in one series of chapters the three time loser turns into four time loser and the brave Novelist celebrated' those losses, ( as this has to be just buzzards luck of a life, he will be granted' mercy; just to be living in it.) In this sense--from nothing to nothing--in nothing flat--then it makes it to a chapter... finding next to nothing. And to wind up within being in that nothing--place, or falling back into this nothing pattern's again? In taking that in... the ghostwriter... had to feel all the pain of this anti hero up to the point of indecency, by saying...it honestly, (or) with the biggest gusto, like a refrain--in some hopeful--prayer; " will he ever win at all " ?
[ I sensed that the ghostwriter might have had that thought or insight in his own mind.]

I know it might sound like hokum coming from this review. And Be That As It May--I think the novel, aimed highest' in the heart the son gifted viewpoint upon the wayward father--that ghost's challenge not to hate all those circumstance's....I found it stunning that even after he tells us "the man is bad at the core but " in him " finally all that he see's...that which he will define as only "the good?" Talk about a sober viewpoint of the honky tonk blues, type life.
[ The common man is the common thread that's displayed throughout. ]

And lastly inside this older rambler ride it does celebrate the only two fleeting moment's for our history as those fleeting---times or fleeting--moment's...although not enough are realized in all the spare hangover hazy dreamt vision's, and it's cloudy recollections the hopes at time's...they rang' pretty thin. But, when its the single's both the protagonist, and the father' got up to go to bat at the plate with this history, by saying, "this might be the one' thing that I got right by my daddy, in my own wayward, or down on his luck son's.... also going to get it, (or) that he's.... gotten it right by statement's towards all eternity, inside the book, which in it; he definitely says'.... that I got it right." The hard knocks hard luck story has just that one glory stretch. A rough road indeed. A rough life indeed with a tough book, on the pathway to absorb all these foibles...but I dare say decently felt impression's for the Writer, to bring all the foibles...in back pack parcel's... moving respectfully (or) decently across all this indecency--journey. Frank Griffin, will kill me for saying it. "You want to try him again in his next Novel--this was a journey, minus ambition." The cliff notes suggest it's the note book from A A Meeting's + shifting portion's look like off the rails in bouts, shifting footsteps that trundle along the borderline from sobriety to rehab. And, you'll ask him more so sober than less sober, which he is today; this story was sustained by the strength of this Writer's heart... just to be able to just carry on.... through all the drifting periods, with that drifter's adventurer's mojo relying on his " tremendous enduring determination, and true grit."
A forewarned riding passenger's disclaimer, "it is the gutty truth, on a far out rough road trip."

Surely Rooster Cogburn--AKA--John Wayne...and if he was alive he would certainly relish this bar fly's story...all dukes up with hardcore glory fists clenched, teeth--yellowed--by hard times + true grit. Surely, it must be so that both Raymond Chandler, and Jack Kerouac, are smiling with this first time author. All down and out, in a rough bender's road trip across the Southland from Alabama to Texas. Lots of hard living' sprinkled in. Some fine historical stories with the gods honest truth just to finally settle the score.
Here's one man a brave soul on display whose airing it all out, from all the deepest darkest spots.
[ If I had to make a healthy prediction with what there saying up there in the writer's heaven.]
We were just waiting for a Writer like Frank Griffin "brave and without scruples' to follow us?"

Book Review--Michael Gering--Touched By Fire

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  • Paperback 190 pages
  • Publisher lulu.com; 2nd edition (November 29, 2012)
  • Language English
  • ISBN-10 1257822896

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Touched by Fire
A Book Review

Touched by Fire is not an ordinary memoir. Refined by fire is probably more apt description of the Franklin Griffin's life journey. I read the book with curiosity and found it intriguing that one man's life filled with childhood deprivation, adversity, running against the law, finally serving his country in the marines, and witnessing Lee Harvey Oswald flee the scene of murder of a police officer in Dallas in 1964 an hour after President Kennedy was assassinated.

Nine years earlier, Franklin's father stood as witness to the killing of Alabama Attorney-General elect Albert Patterson by the Phenix mob. The following day, Johnnie Frank Griffin died. Unlike his father, Franklin did not come out with his testimony and kept quiet until he wrote Touched by Fire.

In writing the book, Franklin Griffin developed a close friendship with John Patterson, former Alabama governor, whose father's murder, Johnnie Frank Griffin stood as witness, and probably caused him his life. The historical ties that bind John Patterson and Franklin Griffin cannot be taken away from them.

The book is a story of Franklin Griffin, a man shaped by a tortuous past yet came out of it a survivor. Despite the difficult life growing in a dysfunctional family picking up cottons in Alabama in the 1940s, tortuous teen-age years, living in the shadow of the father he never knew, witnessing a historical event during the JFK assassination and keeping it a secret until he wrote this book, Griffin seeks meaning in everything that happened in the past seven decades of his life.

I met the author in Spring of 2012 and discovered a down-to earth Southern man with a pure heart. It looks to me that Touched by Fire is a turning point in Griffin's life. Now that his secrets are told in this book, he invites people to take a peek and perhaps encounter something familiar in their lives.

As gold is refined by fire, Franklin Griffin's life was touched by fire and he came out of it not scorched but purified like the precious metal.

Martha Philipps
I grew up in Phenix City, Alabama. My father was a part of the clean-up of Phenix City and was a life long friend of Governor Patterson.

Frank's book is about as accurate an account that I have read. The details are very interesting and accurate.

I met Frank by chance at Governor Patterson's book signing. At the time I purchased his book I did not know his exact connection because there were many players in this era and I grew up as a child knowing many of these men.

What was interesting to me about meeting Frank is that his father Johnnie Frank worked at the Elite Cafe prior to the shooting which happened to be next to the alley where the crime was committed. My father bought and ran the Elite Cafe a few years later in the early 60's when I was in the first grade.

It was at the Elite that I met and got to know several members of the RBA. The RBA was the Russell Betterment Association...a group formed by the honest and upright citizens of Phenix City, Alabama.Many of these men were humble (and smart )members of the RBA and never bragged or talked much of what they did.

My thanks to Frank Griffin for staying within the confines of the story and not choosing to sensationalize the story with hollywood stuff.

Thanks Frank.

Cary E. Griggs
Son of C.C. Griggs Jr.
Its one helluva road trip with a hard knocks style wild ride and a whiskey laced binge of a big' bender' road trip from Alabama to Texas.

This is an interesting summer read for the adventurer drifter in all of us, and especially for JFK Cold Case enthusiast's (or) just students (and) JFK author's + all those JFK experts worldwide.

Debut Novel -- TOUCHED BY FIRE -- Frank Griffin

This is invariably a rambling of a Nash rambler road tripping novel. It's axis mainly is the rundown in town by town bar by bar, crime to job, to back into some crimes, and then... running away from Johnnie Law. These type hard knock's...or those restless drifter stories...from the old' deep south which defined Harper Lee, William Faulkner, (or) John Steinbeck (or) Mark Twain. What defines this first novel is that it was written in all rather impaled guilt, ( there are a lot less word adjectives and no pulled punches, ) its all hard living hard drinking into this cross genre that resembles in a reader's bulls...eye hitting the targets... to past written great's, and those vaunted road warriors; writer's like the beat author Jack Kerouac--also beat cop tales written by author Raymond Chandler.
[ In debut novels terms, they call it succinctly that this is a new Writer to watch.]

Everything hits hard. The greatest deep south novel's like To Kill A Mockingbird--southern life is depicted--by--brand' in nature, in its a struggle to make end's--more often' than not... it's the one piece of bread with the water, and the lack there of when ends, don't meet. The next day's wake- up is a hangover. The woman has no name, without telling us she was either a whore or prospect for the man's true heart, since sooner than later all of the whiskey's ran out... with the party from the night before, and all of that... the money' is gone, and with my pocket's now empty; its time to just clear out and run off to the next town before' the cop's catch up to us for our "past crimes" committed from a night' before. (And,) before those sins of vice, or any crime's get resolved, via the outcome's... behind the eight ball... this' novel runs off, and jet's off to the next town, the next hangover, and, the next barnstorm shot's + a hay maker... to troublesome path's only to end up... with another--hangover-- after another vice laden dance with the devil, and it's town by town, bar by bar, sin by sin from the last crime, into the next crime, ending up in a jail cell--and Johnnie Law not far behind, all of these sordid, unhinged train wreck' trail' detail's-trying to sort out--a big mess of mayhem; the sin's--plus it's sinner's--vices... in a southern drifting rambler back seat' hung over rebel rambler's road story. At first chapter's your in wondering if the Writer wrote it while attending-- the A.A. (or) inside one of those keen program's--that resemble the structure involved--within period's within the regimental--Rehab processes. It really has the barstool memory tale's inside the rhythm of this piece, as the writer found all of it's traveling dangerous curves and it's event's.

Uniquely, there is thread bare redemption, in this never grow out of the T-shirt, and the pick up truck, loaded up with a six pack rebel's story of the Southland Drifter's saga. It's part road story. It's part train wreck to next train wreck. It's also in part, a historical novel. The historical material being the writer's gut + it's strongest suit, (and) in only the moderate' criticism, you only wish that the History that the Writer, has direct' claim's on; and those detail's were more so spent--in time and in more--detailed in energy--via word's...the author kept strict confidence's...to be' true. In reading it, the sparse text' from a reporter's perspective "No attempts what-so-ever, were tendered or made at embellishing any of the stark and any of the darker details."
[ By approach he tells only details as he's lived through them as they're straight in reporter style.]

The chapters from the first crime regarding Albert Patterson are slim in detail. The chapter on the connection's to witnessing the 11/22/1963-- J D Tippit's--Execution are "chilling." If anything gets across, it is that this is unvarnished' wood. It's hard to hang anything to view portrait...other than wrong place, and the wrong time...to be there. Such is its' striking clause in the unresolved crime, stays unresolved? Here, the historian chose... to say bluntly, "it is what this is" minus any sugar coated adjective's. It's like I saw just a small piece of a puzzle. Here, we'll credit this writer for only taking a train, as it is the train aptly he's named "sparse," and what he saw was stark enough to keep his mouth shut, and shut-up... for quite a long... period of time, "having good reason's to fear for his life, regarding the crime of the century, (and) what he... eye witnessed... on; 11/22/63."
[ I will leave it there, just as the writer leaves it there; in stating it. He makes this point' clear. ]

The gift. To stay spare. To say it says more to say less is more? I want to say "Into The Fire--Into The Storm" our writer uses that field of what if I had done this, before I ran over there. That's the mark of the son who is reaching out, to the father, ( as it show's truly, that this Writer's heart was certainly fashioned, in larger canvas... than from the bar's cloth of "that mean one, or' that rough one" that he' was also actually created--by; ) I found this core from inside Fire, its' guts' strength.
In my reader thought laden canvas for my review I'll say one more path to measure its contents, by offering this mediation. Every time the protagonist sets off to with incendiary lightning' up to what possibility lies ahead--into a new adventure, and as he somehow... falls flattened ending up on the losing end--in one series of chapters the three time loser turns into four time loser and the brave Novelist celebrated' those losses, ( as this has to be just buzzards luck of a life, he will be granted' mercy; just to be living in it.) In this sense--from nothing to nothing--in nothing flat--then it makes it to a chapter... finding next to nothing. And to wind up within being in that nothing--place, or falling back into this nothing pattern's again? In taking that in... the ghostwriter... had to feel all the pain of this anti hero up to the point of indecency, by saying...it honestly, (or) with the biggest gusto, like a refrain--in some hopeful--prayer; " will he ever win at all " ?
[ I sensed that the ghostwriter might have had that thought or insight in his own mind.]

I know it might sound like hokum coming from this review. And Be That As It May--I think the novel, aimed highest' in the heart the son gifted viewpoint upon the wayward father--that ghost's challenge not to hate all those circumstance's....I found it stunning that even after he tells us "the man is bad at the core but " in him " finally all that he see's...that which he will define as only "the good?" Talk about a sober viewpoint of the honky tonk blues, type life.
[ The common man is the common thread that's displayed throughout. ]

And lastly inside this older rambler ride it does celebrate the only two fleeting moment's for our history as those fleeting---times or fleeting--moment's...although not enough are realized in all the spare hangover hazy dreamt vision's, and it's cloudy recollections the hopes at time's...they rang' pretty thin. But, when its the single's both the protagonist, and the father' got up to go to bat at the plate with this history, by saying, "this might be the one' thing that I got right by my daddy, in my own wayward, or down on his luck son's.... also going to get it, (or) that he's.... gotten it right by statement's towards all eternity, inside the book, which in it; he definitely says'.... that I got it right." The hard knocks hard luck story has just that one glory stretch. A rough road indeed. A rough life indeed with a tough book, on the pathway to absorb all these foibles...but I dare say decently felt impression's for the Writer, to bring all the foibles...in back pack parcel's... moving respectfully (or) decently across all this indecency--journey. Frank Griffin, will kill me for saying it. "You want to try him again in his next Novel--this was a journey, minus ambition." The cliff notes suggest it's the note book from A A Meeting's + shifting portion's look like off the rails in bouts, shifting footsteps that trundle along the borderline from sobriety to rehab. And, you'll ask him more so sober than less sober, which he is today; this story was sustained by the strength of this Writer's heart... just to be able to just carry on.... through all the drifting periods, with that drifter's adventurer's mojo relying on his " tremendous enduring determination, and true grit."
A forewarned riding passenger's disclaimer, "it is the gutty truth, on a far out rough road trip."

Surely Rooster Cogburn--AKA--John Wayne...and if he was alive he would certainly relish this bar fly's story...all dukes up with hardcore glory fists clenched, teeth--yellowed--by hard times + true grit. Surely, it must be so that both Raymond Chandler, and Jack Kerouac, are smiling with this first time author. All down and out, in a rough bender's road trip across the Southland from Alabama to Texas. Lots of hard living' sprinkled in. Some fine historical stories with the gods honest truth just to finally settle the score.
Here's one man a brave soul on display whose airing it all out, from all the deepest darkest spots.
[ If I had to make a healthy prediction with what there saying up there in the writer's heaven.]
We were just waiting for a Writer like Frank Griffin "brave and without scruples' to follow us?"

Book Review--Michael Gering--Touched By Fire
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