IVOR THE ULTIMATE AUTHOR JOURNALIST INVESTIGATIVE REPORTER

In a world that fights night and day to keep the dark out of the minds of people, there is one man who, against all odds, rose to become one fine author, journalist, and investigative reporter. His name is Ivor Davis. Born in Liverpool, Ivor certainly never thought that he would use his humble childhood as a springboard to learning the ins and outs of how to become a griot. He is naturally gifted with a special skill, which is to make a listener or reader feel the telling of the story and all of its parts. One could fall instantly in love upon meeting someone who is held in the highest regard in the world of words, phrases, and paragraphs. I met the author, journalist, and investigative reporter and felt the Leo warmth that he has, not in the classic sense of the word, but in the sense of someone I respect and adore. The stories of his life at age 86 are still told with the same vigor and joy that he had many years ago. It can be said that life burns a long trail after many a foot has been on it; however, in Ivor’s case, being a child born in the United Kingdom and having the good fortune to have the DNA of Liverpool, curiosity and his feet were goosing each other at the same pace. He digs into a written piece with nails, arms, and teeth when it comes to discovering and writing about the workings of why people do what they do. The Fred Roehler story, which he comfortably called “The Devil in My Friend,”. An inside look at a Malibu murder” gave Ivor a way to tell a story that was personal and real. The Roehlers were neighbors and friends. Fred appealed to Ivor and his late wife, Sally Ogle Davis, and their boys in a way that led them to believe that sincerity, integrity, and honesty were a part of this man’s pure intention, but what a disappointment he and his family were in for. Weaving an empathetic story, Roehler, a master narcissist and spiritual dark charmer, was hell-bent on flattering the lives of those closest to him so that he could gain their trust and, in some cases, their wallets. Roehler, an impeccable, virile, and strong model citizen of the Malibu community who turned to the dark underbelly of sanity, is a must-read in the Ivor Davis collection.
In 1964, Ivor officially became a Beatle—no, not the bug, but one of the outrageously talented boy wonders out of London. In 1964, the London Daily Express gave Ivor the assignment of covering the Beatles story. They may as well have given him a wild stallion to tame. The assignment-turned-tour lasted for a good six weeks. Ivor, who no longer identified as Ivor, was now the official offspring of a band born of the Beatles. The English lads were a finely tuned episode of a life that Ivor came to know and love. This 60th year of “The Beatles and Me on Tour” is an amazing reminder that life goes on. Spirals up and down, sideways, and in a circle, and if we surrender to the tides of change, it can feel just like nirvana. And what about Charles Manson?”. Old Charlie Boy did have a problem. I never knew if tall men had any extra qualities than shorter men, so when the Manson story came up, where was my mind to go? The man was only 5″4′ but had the power to move women to do all sorts of ill will for him. Go against their families. Commit crimes and even lose their lives. Manson, a deeply infected sociopathic individual, intrigued Ivor. Ivor interviewed Sharon Tate, her entire family, and other victims who had encountered this horrid and mentally unstable person. I asked the writer and journalist if he felt that both Manson and Roehler suffered from the same kind of mental illness. He shared with our audience the differences between Manson and Roehler and the kind of personalities that both had. Manson experienced boarding school and a broken and highly dysfunctional home, whereas Roehler came from a respectable family and was considered by every mother, daughter, and possible future wife the best that a community could offer. Roehler’s focus was solely on money and perhaps power, but low-vibrating Scorpionic Manson’s was, in my opinion, about control and power. Ivor Davis has lived a cat’s life, seeing many things that would make it difficult not to move a hand to take pen to paper. I should only hope that by listening to masters like him, the future generation of storytellers and writers will have moved from thinking outside the box to not wanting or needing a box at all.

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