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Very Few Finer Men & Units Than Donahue'sReview Date: 2008-08-14
A Different Experience with Indigenous SoldiersReview Date: 2008-03-17
Climax to the Mobile Guerrilla Force TrilogyReview Date: 2006-12-23
SPOILER ALERT: Skip the next paragraph if you want to find out what happens on your own.
On this mission it was basic recon of looking for stuff to blow up such as base camps or finding pockets of NVA/VC in the thick triple canopy jungle. MGF manages to spot some communication wires in the jungle indicating at least a regimental size enemy. Recon platoon manages to get spotted when all hell breaks loose and the 4 platoon company sized Mobile Guerrilla Force must retreat back to a small hill that was crossed a short time ago, set up a defensive perimeter around the hill, slug it out with the multiple regimental sized VC and wait for the Mike Force to bail them out resulting in an all day firefight. I personally (which means you free to disagree) equate this book to being the Vietnam version of Black Hawk Down with the exception that MGF didn't screw up. Its a great conclusion to the MFG trilogy as Jim simply falls asleep at a hospital after finally being medivaced from receiving an near fatal head wound.
SPOILERS END HERE
This book is not the typical mud, blood and tears of most Vietnam writings. In fact, there are some parts that will have you laughing (such as when Jim and Bob go to investigate a hut that the VC had just left about as soon as 5 minutes ago...oh the look on Bob's face : D). I will have to take back part of that last statement though as one of Jim's dear friends dies in this one and Jim struggles vainly to save him...not much you can do when their brains are on the ground. Its a good mix of emotions from on the edge of your seat action thrill, to having a good laugh, to being sadden by loss.
The Mobile Guerrilla Force trilogy that Jim writes would make an excellent movie that would show American led forces handing the VC's butts to them, which is historically correct through attrition. We didn't loose...we left. Its like our team was up by 2 touchdowns with about 5 minutes in the 4th quarter and we left. Someone must write a script and hand it to Oliver Stone...PLEASE!!!
Sequel to Blackjack-33 comes aliveReview Date: 2006-12-12
War as only the very few knew it.Review Date: 2006-09-25

Amazing BookReview Date: 2008-03-28
Amazing BookReview Date: 2008-03-28
Great Book!!Review Date: 2007-10-10
Fantastic book to read aloudReview Date: 2007-09-25
Terrific bookReview Date: 2007-09-28

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Devil Dog DiariesReview Date: 2008-09-07
been a Marine for 20 years and also a drill instructor, thoroughly enjoyed this book by GySgt Price.
If your a Marine, it will bring back memories of boot camp, and if your not a Marine, read it and enjoy it anyway.
DEVIL DOG DIARYReview Date: 2008-08-18
Great!!!Review Date: 2008-08-15
True story,but blahReview Date: 2008-07-29
"Boot" or "Making Marines" made for a better read.
VERY INSPIRING!!!!Review Date: 2008-04-15

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One to Keep In Your ArchivesReview Date: 2006-03-19
This Nam Novel Will Blow You Away!!!!Review Date: 2008-07-18
A noble effort at "The Epic Novel of Vietnam"Review Date: 2007-12-04
I thought I was part of a very narrow audience who would appreciate it. I see that all 15 prior reviewers gave it the full five stars. I salute those who got so much satisfaction out of it, and I have no quarrel with their high rating.
The reason I give it only four stars is that I don't think the literary quality quite lives up that of classics like "Fields of Fire", "The Things They Carried" and "Dispatches". The plotting is a little too formulaic and the writing is all on the nose.
But for anyone on the fence, do by all means read it. Entirely worthwhile.
Chilling Reality from those horrible daysReview Date: 2003-12-31
I was there during this time frame, June 67 till June 68Review Date: 2001-02-19


One of the best books about Vietnam I have read! Review Date: 2007-04-19
The Ghosts Of VietnamReview Date: 2007-01-03
Jim gives us a rare look at the Vietnam war from a different point of view, with insights that will engage a broad spectrum of readers, especially those of us who were there!
Thanks Jim for the memories!
highly reccomended !!Review Date: 2007-01-02
Stewart takes us back to his childhood, where he grew up in a poor but loving household, and how he tried re-create it with his young Vietnamese girlfriend, Mai. In the midst of the Tet Offensive and the later collapse of the country, Stewart and Mai strive for normalcy in the insanity of Vietnam towards the end of the war. His relaxed yet detailed writing style allows the reader to begin to understand what it was like to live and work in Saigon, both for a Vietnamese and an American; even such insignificant events as shopping and taking a taxi turn must be pre-planned, and Stewart draws the reader directly into the traffic with him.
While the author was an MP instead of an infantryman and therefore believes himself possibly fortunate not seen any actual combat, his book is not really about the fighting in Vietnam; it's a story of the author, his dad, Per, Mai, and Phuong - and it's a story well worth reading. Highly recommended !!
A Remarkable Memoir of MPs in ActionReview Date: 2006-08-03
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A very well written account of the things people in combat carrry back home with them Review Date: 2007-02-08

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WunderbarReview Date: 2004-04-14
I particularly liked Henry's reaction to the racial discrimination he had to endure himself, and instead of faltering he rose above it.
Stephen Maitland-Lewis is a wonderful story teller, skillfully introducing real historic events throughout the book. One has to remind oneself that the main characters are just fiction. Brilliant! (Henry could be a great role model for today's times.)
I am looking forward to what this author can next produce.
Magnificent, WunderbarReview Date: 2004-04-10
I particularly liked Henry's reaction to the racial discrimination he had to endure himself, and instead of faltering he
rose above it.
Stephen Maitland-Lewis is a wonderful story teller, skillfully introducing real historic events throughout
the book. One has to remind oneself that the main characters are just fiction. Brilliant! (Henry could be a great role model
for today's times.)
I am looking forward to what this author can NEXT produce.
A Page Turner with a good solid balance of excitement!Review Date: 2004-04-07
A truly good book!Review Date: 2004-04-05
HERO ON THREE CONTINENTS - MAITLAND-LEWISReview Date: 2004-04-03

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A Must Read !!!!Review Date: 2008-04-18
A honest story/poems from the heart of a veteranReview Date: 2008-01-01
Thank you Mr McFall and may God continue to bless you and your family!
Still Carrying Them AllReview Date: 2007-12-20
There are the memories of those who were treated and made it home; of those whose wounds were beyond treatment despite heroic efforts.
Those memories are as fresh today as the emotions were at the time of treatment; memories of soldiers and civilians gushing blood; memories of soldiers and civilians having body parts torn and cascading into all the wrong places.
For E. Everett McFall, there are the memories of jumbled body parts and attempts to put them together to form the remains of what were once men - individual men with loved ones, hopes, talents, and dreams that dripped into the red soil or into the floor of the jungle.
There are no fancy words here. His words are direct, his pain drips off the pages and into the heart of the reader.
McFall writes from the heart. He writes from a soul splintered and haunted by 365 days that have been lived over and over and over again for the last 40 years.
We measure war in terms of dollar costs; in counts of the dead; in counts of the wounded.
But we have yet to learn to measure war in terms of lives ruined by Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. We have yet to learn to measure the losses of those who love those who come home with PTSD.
We have yet to learn the true face of war. E. Ernest McFall provides the reader with a vivid and heart tearing word portrait of the hideous face of war; of the plague of PTSD; of the rending of soul by survivor's guilt and questions of why am I still here when so very many others are not.
Pfc Jay E. Keck contributes his poetry to I Can Still Hear Their Cries. May I ask you to direct your attention to the last lines of his Sand Soldiers and pay heed to his admonition, as there are all kinds, as he points out in another poem, all kinds of Bogeymen contributing to PTSD - even those who should have, and in truth did, know better.
I Can Still Hear Their Cries is a story of the long, long road home. It is a tale that will speak to other Veterans who suffer PTSD. It is a tale needed by those who love those with PTSD to help them understand.
McFall tells you, loud and clear, that drugs and alcohol only bury the pain deeper, rather than excavating it and getting help to go through it to healing.
McFall notes that he is still in the process of finding his way home. It is a long road.
But I Can Still Hear Their Cries may open your eyes to the possibility that there is, in fact, a road home for you too - should you choose to come up from the dark to the Light.
Take the first step - there are many, many around to help you - just reach out - someone is there waiting to walk point for you.
A view into the horror of warReview Date: 2007-12-18
Time BombReview Date: 2008-01-07
Consisting of reflections, resources, and nearly thirty poems, he focuses on the pride, bitterness, and fragility of his service as a US Marine Hospital Corpsman in The Vietnam War from 1966-67. Whether in prose or in poetry, he won't ever let us forget their sacrifices. Noting that some have forgotten the Vets of the War, the Vets of the War have taken it home with them and can't ever forget. In detail, sometimes graphic at others subdued, he shares images of the grim reality in battle that haunt him--and probably will haunt him until death.
The title is a bare-bones description of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (or PTSD). In his introduction McFall concisely states that "It's an instant video play-back in my mind, with cranial surround sound." That playback is given a stark treatment in poems such as "Death Angel" and "Flashback". Whether drawing from elements of traditional poetry or relying on rap-like structure, the subject matter changes with the rhythm. In "Patrol on Ambush" and "The Ooorah Warrior" the repetition reflects the routine of a marine waiting for the next development in "combat hell." At other times the rhythm is more irregular to reflect the chaos and death that surround him. To round out his repertoire, "Heavenly Star" and "Brotherhood" add much needed hope to the experience.
But the main focus is on the indelible memories of trauma and death. "Tic Tic Tic" and "Undying Memories" are each aptly titled for their flashback resonance in waking moments that rush into consciousness. Flanking McFall's work are sample poems by fellow veteran Pfc. Jay E. Keck and anonymous poems (which is entirely appropriate given the unknown soldier element of every war). The guide ends with a short, poignant reflection and a resource guide for the veteran suffering from PTSD, including a handy guideline for filling out forms for VA claims.
Whether approached as a cathartic guide for fellow veterans or a route to vicarious appreciation from uninitiated civilians, 'I Can Still Hear Their Cries,...' is an essential portal to understanding the trauma of selfless veterans of a tragic War. Clearly by McFall's writings, the repercussions are still being fought today. If you were at the front lines of the War or at the front of the picket lines--or even too young to remember--Ernest McFall's little book will have a big impact on how you feel about those who served their country at such a fragile time in our history.


Inside Camp XReview Date: 2008-04-30
FROM THE PUBLISHERReview Date: 2003-03-27
This Non-Fiction Audiobook "Inside Camp X" takes you from recruitment, Training, Specialty Instruction, Field work, Assignments, Missions, Captures and Life after the War.
The sole purpose of Camp X was to develop Secret Agents in every aspect of Silent Killing, Sabotage, Demolition, Weaponry and Morse Code.
Read by Michael Booth. Michael Booth , a prominent Shakespearean actor and producer in Canada.
Excellent Reading: Highly InformativeReview Date: 2002-01-14
Frances Whelan
The Audiobook of a great non fiction novelReview Date: 2001-11-28
By Lynn Philip Hodgson
During World War II there was a Secret Camp on the Shores of Lake Ontario built
Specifically for Training Allied Spies. This Non-Fiction Audiobook "Inside Camp X" takes you from recruitment, Training,Specialty Instruction, Field work, Assignments, Missions, Captures and Life after the War. The sole purpose of Camp X was to develop Secret Agents in every aspect of
Silent Killing, Sabotage, Demolition, Weaponry and Morse Code.
Read by Michael Booth. Michael Booth is a prominent Shakespearean actor and
producer in Canada.
CAMP X
The true story of what went on behind the fences
of
STS - 103 (Camp - X) This top secret World War II
Secret Agent Training School was strategically placed
in Canada
on the shores of Lake Ontario.
As outlined in his biography The Life of Ian Fleming written by John Pearson after
the
war, Fleming was required to take the same training as the Camp - X Agents
in order to realize the effect of the process
and to have a better appreciation for
what the Agents endured. On one occasion, he was sent inside with orders to
shoot
and kill the man he would find hiding in an upstairs bedroom.
Unbeknownst to Fleming, his intended target was in fact the
Chief Instructor of
Camp - X, Major William Ewart Fairbairn, a man who, it was fabled, was so good
at his trade that
he could dodge bullets! Pearson quotes William Stephenson,
Head of the British Security Co-ordination, as having said,
"It was a test of nerve....
a test to decide whether he (the Agent) really was ruthless enough to kill a man
when it
came down to it." According to the account, Fleming waited outside the
room for a time, then went away. "You know, I couldn't
really kill a man that way."
Stephenson said Fleming apologized later. Fleming drew from this and his other
experiences
with Agents from Camp - X to write his famous 'James Bond' novels.
Inside-CampXReview Date: 2002-01-21
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Great!Review Date: 2008-09-10
1985Review Date: 2006-06-27
With this gut-wrenching scene, Suvorov opens "Inside the Aquarium", his tale of how he was recruited, served, and ultimately defected from, the GRU, the military counterpart (and rival) of the communist KGB.
As an officer, Suvorov was the cream of the cream. A company commander, he participated in the "liberation" of Czechoslovakia in '68, served a tour on the General Staff and in the Spetznaz (the elite Soviet special forces) and was ultimately tapped for service with the GRU, an organization hardly anyone had heard of but whose impact could scarcely have been greater during the Cold War.
Suvorov described the mission, organization, scope and accomplishments of this massive octopus in his companion work, "Inside Soviet Military Intelligence." In sum, its mission was to recruit foreign agents, spy, and steal technology from the West using any and all means -- from bribery and blackmail to intimidation and murder.
Suvorov has many spy tales to enthrall the reader -- his physical and psychological training pitted him against condemned inmates in hand-to-hand combat, punished lapses of memory with electrical shocks, and strove to exploit his emotional pressure points at every turn, until he was for all appearances just the type of pitiless machine-man communism hoped to produce. And his field experiences in the West are an unrelenting tale of deceit, lies and ruthless manipulation. There was nothing the GRU wouldn't do to get its hands on foreign technology and the foreign agents willing to sell it. Success meant medals, promotion and respect; failure meant disgrace, torture and sometimes execution. In Intelligence, like Hollywood, you're only as good as your last job, and the mantra of Suvorov's superiors was unvaryingly: "What have you done for me today?"
The book is most effective for me, however, in conveying the mental and emotional atmosphere which living in the communist penitentiary state produced among its inmates. As a GRU agent, Suvorov had unheard-of priveleges and status, yet the unyeilding pressure to produce results "or else", the knowledge that his every word, action and even facial expression was under constant scrutiny from psychologists and superiors, and the unspoken knowledge that many of his assignments were actually tests of his willingness to betray his friends, all brought me back to Orwell's "1984." To a world where lies, cruelty, double-dealing and fear rule every moment of every day, and all human emotions except lust, cruelty and ambition are discouraged and punished.
The most emotionally difficult moments in the book for me were not the betrayals, murders and interrogations of former pals (conducted on the dreaded "conveyor", which some killed themselves to avoid experiencing) but Suvorov's knowledge that so many idiots in the West were all to willing to give up their freedom and prosperity and become knowing tools of Soviet intelligence. His incredulity and hatred of these people, who he was trained to recruit and treat kindly, is excellent proof that freedom is best appreciated by those who had to risk everything to win it. Suvorov coldly refers to communist-loving Westerners as "expletive-eaters" and this expression was shared by the whole of the GRU. They had to live in a prison: why would anyone want to do it voluntarily?
"Aquarium" (named after the nickname for GRU headquarters), should be required reading for all those daddy-financed college rebels who put on Che Guevera T-shirts and denounce Western capitalism in favor of some kind of Marxian utopia. Suvorov lived in one, and risked being thrown in a blast furnace to escape it.
Sobering and authenticReview Date: 2007-06-07
In one particularly telling scene, during their training military intelligence agents are taken to the training camp of young Soviet athletes, who are struggling mightily and sweatily to prepare for the Olympics--working literally every waking hour. The spy trainer then says to the students words to the effect of "This is how hard those who represent our country in the field of sport must work. Did you really think you, who will represent our country in the field of intelligence, can work any less hard?" Quite a good point, when one reflects upon it.
Suvorov is an engaging writer who knows how to make his points. This book is a fascinating look into a world that many Westerners barely know exists. Highly recommended.
Frightening, incredible, and probably largely true.Review Date: 2005-05-07
A Classic that deserves to be studied.Review Date: 2005-11-04
"The troops were convinced that human nature was basically vicious and incorrigible. They had good reason. Every day they risked their lives and every day they had an opportunity to observe people on the brink of death. So they divided everybody into the good and the bad. A good person in their eyes was one who did not conceal the animal seated within him. But a person who tried to appear good was dangerous. The most dangerous were those who not only paraded their good qualities but who also believed within themselves they were indeed good people.
The most loathsome disgusting criminal might kill a man, ten men or even a hundred. But a criminal will never kill people by the million. Millions are killed only by those who consider themselves good."

Truly the Best Book for both Historians and ModelersReview Date: 2008-03-09
AWESOME BOOKReview Date: 2007-09-05
A must have!Review Date: 2007-06-09
There is few stones left unturned by this work describing design philosophy, weapons and control systems, machinery and operational history of the designs and ships. Diagrams and photos are plentiful and are placed in the narrative extremely well.
This is the sort of work that needs time to delve in to all it has to offer the reader but the time is worth every second.
There are few adjectives that give this book it's proper due.
Exhaustive information with impressive detailReview Date: 2007-01-09
I found it a very interesting read.
It gives a complete insight in the development history of these cruisers and show the choices made in designing these ships and the factors (technical or political) that influenced these choices.
The amount of detail is amazing. Where can you find drawings of the development of the bridge structures, even of individual ships within their classes ?
It must have been an incredible amount of work to sift through all the material that went into this book and write it up to a balanced and succesfull story about these ships.
Apart from my enthousiasm for this book it has a few small drawbacks.
Some of the drawings are printed on such a small scale that the keys are hardly readable. I would have liked some more photographs; but I very well understand the choices made, and they are certainly sufficient.
The operational histories are a bit dry and a bit to much of: and then we went there and then we went there.
What I missed was a reasoned discussion about the operational value of these ships in conflict with or in comparison with other relevant warships of their time.
But I consider them minor compared to the wealth of ordered information and relevant background as for instance the structure of the japanese navy, radar development and gun control systems. Illustrative for the quality is a nice detail as the description of the significance of the ships names.
A treat tot read, but reserve enough time to do it.
Japanese Cruisers of the Pacific WarReview Date: 2006-02-25
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