NAME/AGE:

Phillip Edward Walker, 55, born June 22

JOB:

Executive Officer, Chief Instructor and Range Master of the West Sound Sportsman’s Club. He normally has Monday’s off. He is salaried, with fixed add-ons for teaching classes. He has the option to schedule off Tuesdays, too, something he only does about every 6-8 weeks.

STORY ARCH:

Phil responds to the first quake by grabbing some gear and food and heading out to check on some elderly friends. Once the Hammer strikes, he can only manage to work his way back to the gun-range through all of the downed trees. He decides to camp there overnight, and the next day people start showing up to camp before he gets a chance to head home. He’s forced to start coordinating the activities there. His daughter and grand-daughter join the crowd late on the first full-day after.

He doesn’t get out very much, but his military experience and years of studying preparedness meant he knew where things would turn, quickly. Eventually, the range camp grows big enough that he and his fellow officers have to establish some rules of order. Some of those staying there are still in denial about the state of things, even after an attempted abduction. If takes repelling a full-scale attack for the rest of them to awaken to the new world.

MOTIVATION:

His driving desire is for all of his family and friends to be there, safe, with him. Everything else is secondary.

GOAL:

To establish a safe and secure zone that can last until the government gets thing sunder control.

CONFLICT:

Senses that help is not on the way. Is torn between supporting the authorities and standing-up to their over-reach. Has a falling out with his closest friend, who is a deputy.

EPIPHANY:

That America will never be the same, and some things worth saving require the ultimate sacrifice.

SUMMARY PARAGRAPH:

Phil’s camp establishes a safety zone for range members, and others who have valued skill-sets. As the rule of law dissolves and they have to defend themselves, Phil reaches out to other like-minded groups. He lays the foundation for what will become a patriotic collaboration with a much bigger purpose than even he imagined…

BIO:

Born in North Carolina, Phil worked for his father’s construction company for a couple of years before joining the Marines. His first assignment was to the Marine security detachment at Subase Bogdon. He met a local girl (Caroline Burmann) and got married. He had just been transferred to his second duty station at Camp Pendleton when he was activated for Operation Desert Shield/Storm. His wife was pregnant and had his daughter while he was deployed.

         Eventually, Phil transferred back to Bogdon, and they had a son. Phil was involved in a bad vehicle accident and spent several months rehabbing. He decided to get out and worked as a night stocker at a local Fred Meyer store. Phil had gotten into competition shooting and joined his local gun range. Phil trained first as a safety officer, and then as an instructor. He started to amass a set of credentials and shooting trophies.

Eventually, Phil started a firearms safety and training company to augment his income. He was an active member and eventually worked his way up the pecking order of officers.

         Caroline came down with pancreatic cancer and died a few years earlier. About 3 years ago, Phil was at a red-light at a highway overpass, when a high-speed chase coming off the highway ended in a wreck. As a state trooper began to approach the van, a window erupted in broken glass and the trooper fell. All this happened in front of Phil’s vehicle. He saw multiple, masked men get out of the van. On instinct, he ran toward the action and dragged the trooper to cover behind the patrol car. He was wounded while killing 3 of the 4 men. Only a tourniquet saved Phil’s life.

         Phil spent several months rehabbing from gun-shot, but the nerve and vascular damage was too great. His leg had to be amputated just below the knee. He was hailed as a hero and became something of a local celebrity.

         Phil resumed his duties as he healed, and was in the middle of a settlement with the state, who had confiscated funds from the holdings of the gang. 

RELATIONSHIPS:

Widower of Caroline for 5 years.

Phil is pretty friendly with almost everyone. His relationship with his daughter is somewhat icy, because she’s a free-spirit who doesn’t want to commit to hard work to attain something for herself. She was more interested in partying and playing games. After Caroline had died, both of them had begun to start to talk more often and got together for meals about once per month. They had an unspoken agreement to not discuss her life choices. Phil also wanted to try to keep peace so that he could be involved in his grand-daughter’s life.

Phil had a son, who had become an apprentice and eventually a journeyman scaffold builder in the local naval shipyard. Phil and his son saw eye-to-eye on most things, and they talked or texted often, though Phil only say him once every few weeks.

APPEARANCE/AILMENTS:

Phil is 5’ 11”, 192 pounds, and an auburn-ginger, somewhat resembling the actor Damian Lewis, though shorter. He is of a stocky, muscular structure. He has a slight limp with the left knee and gets back-pain when he stands too-long, something he attributes to the accident when in the Marines. He wishes he made the time to work-out. He is starting to get gray on the temples. He went through a goatee phase, but decided to go back to clean-shaven years ago, because of his job and identity as a marine. No medical issues, other than the knee and back.

PERSONALITY/VOICE:

Phil is quick-witted, but has a lot of discipline. He is not much of a joke-teller, but loves to hear a good one. He has a firm, medium voice.

Says “Hmmm” a lot when thinking about how to reply to something.

STYLE/HOBBIES:

Phil wears earth tones and tactical pants. He’s a hiking boots kind of guy, even when not at the range. He is practical. He keeps boots and get home gear in his truck, for those rare occasions he may venture from home in sneakers or dress-shoes.

HOUSE/NEIGHBORHOOD/VEHCILES/PETS:

Phil lives on Medford Lane about 1.5 miles due north of the range, on a 5-acre piece that abuts a piece of state land. His closest neighbors keep to themselves mostly. They wave, and occasionally chat when walking dogs. Phil drives a charcoal gray Dodge Ram. He bought a slightly used one after the settlement with the state. Phil has an Australian cattle-dog named Dakota that he got after his wife died.