FOR PATIENCE AND JACK
This is a personal narrative about my life after Vietnam, a period of twenty-six years from October 1966 to August 1992. I don’t use a tape recorder, so the conversations in this book have been recreated from memory.
The names of my coconspirators on the Namaste and the inmates at staff at Eglin Federal Prison Camp, except for the superintendent, have been changed to protect their privacy. Everybody else, friends and foes alike, are (to their surprise in some cases) listed as I know them.
I’d like to thank Knox Burger for his ability to be a critical, hard-boiled literary agent and a sympathetic friend at the same time.
Al Silverman, my editor and now publisher at Viking Penguin, helped me shape this book, and for that I am grateful.
Patience, as always, was my first reader. Her editorial advice was offered with remarkable professional poise, considering some of the scenes about our life together. I am in her debt.
Finally, I’d like to thank my friends not mentioned here for being supportive of me while I was in trouble. That includes nearly everybody in High Springs, Florida, and the hundreds of people, most of whom I never met, who wrote to the judge. I thank you all from the bottom of my heart.