This book was a complete surprise from the used book stacks at a local library. A striking cover, don't let it put you off...a bespeckled and stern looking middle-ager in a wheelchair...with apparently no lower limbs. Then you notice his hands. Either awkwardly placed or crippled, it's hard to tell from the photograph. As you go on to read the cover blurbs you expect a typical war journal.
In comparison to "Born on the 4th of July" and other tomes of this period, this is not the least what you might expect. It is actually a story more in the vein of Pat Conroy, author of "The Great Santini