content: Whether Truax's experiences are relayed accurately or not is almost beyond the point. Who can get that far, when you have to wade through such truly bad writing? I've never seen such a collection of malapropisms and mispellings, not to mention the shoddy printing that keeps stopping mid-line and neglecting to denote where paragraphs should start and end. Though it makes a fun parlor game for locals (guess which character represents which local officer?), this book is a classic example of everyting that's wrong with vanity presses. If a regular publisher won't touch it, there's probably a reason. And I won't even start on the poetry...