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In the spring of 1960, James Garner was one of television’s most recognizable faces. At thirty-two he headlined Maverick, a Western that had made him a household name, yet he was preparing to take his studio to court.

Warner Bros. had halted his pay during a writers’ strike even though finished scripts sat on the shelf. Most actors in his position would have stayed quiet and protected the career the show had built. Garner chose the opposite course.

The choice tracked back to a childhood that offered little protection and fewer illusions about power. Born James Scott Bumgarner on April 7, 1928, in Norman, Oklahoma, he lost his mother when he was five. He and his brothers were scattered among relatives until their father gathered them again.

The household that followed was ruled by a stepmother who beat the boys and once forced James to wear a dress in public as punishment. At fourteen he finally answered. He knocked her down, held her by the throat, and made clear the abuse would stop.

She left soon afterward. The episode did not create a taste for violence; it created a lasting refusal to accept anyone who used strength against someone weaker.

The years that followed supplied harsher tests. Garner left school early and moved through oil fields, grocery stores, a hatchery, trucking, and telephone work. At sixteen he joined the Merchant Marine. Later, as an Army rifleman in Korea, mortar fragments tore into his face and hand; friendly fire struck him again while he dove for a foxhole.

He came home with two Purple Hearts. After that, the heroes he played on screen rarely looked eager to fight. Bret Maverick preferred talking, gambling, and outthinking trouble to drawing a gun. Retreat, in Garner’s hands, looked like intelligence rather than cowardice.

Fame arrived with the role, but the easy manner audiences saw did not translate into obedience at the studio. When the contract fight came, Garner took Warner Bros. to court and won. The victory let him walk away from the series that had made him and move into features: The Great Escape, The Americanization of Emily, Grand Prix. Off-screen, the priority was simpler.

He had married Lois Clarke in 1956 after knowing her only two weeks, adopted her daughter Kimberly, and welcomed their daughter Gigi in 1958. Years later he put the motive plainly: he had never cared much about acting; he had wanted to support his family. The marriage lasted nearly fifty-eight years.

Television eventually handed him another character shaped by the same instincts. Jim Rockford lived in a trailer, chased unpaid bills, and ran when standing still looked foolish. Garner performed so much of the physical work himself that the series aggravated old knee and back injuries and contributed to lasting health problems. When the show ended, another money fight arrived.

He accused Universal of creative accounting that withheld profits and sued. Once again the actor who played men allergic to unnecessary confrontation proved stubborn when he believed the treatment was unfair. The case ended in a settlement.

Garner later drew the line between the two roles himself. He leaned toward characters who disliked bullies, and Rockford, he said, was a bit like Maverick. The observation connected the screen work to an instinct that had existed long before Hollywood knew his name.

He received an Academy Award nomination for Murphy’s Romance, later reached a new audience with The Notebook, survived a stroke in 2008, and died in Los Angeles on July 19, 2014, at eighty-six.

For most of his life he avoided fights that served no purpose. When the issue was fairness, he rarely stepped aside.

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