A published Book Review

This is a compelling read that touched me on many levels. I gained a deeper understanding of the dark and hidden side of military intervention and a greater appreciation of the burden that is carried by those who serve. The book is organized in chapters, each devoted to a select intelligence mission. The writing is succinct, clear, and spellbinding.

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What do you do when everyone wants a piece of you ????

Inside The World of Mirrors . . . I feel like I’m back where I was forty years ago. Everything and everyone is pulling at me from a different direction.
Every veterans charity, real or not, wants me to work with them. It’s like I’m tied to the back of car being dragged down the street. I never seem to get my feet under me. Finding my way through the fog of requests is becoming more difficult everyday.
When I started out, I just wanted to help troubled and homeless veterans. Now it seems as if everyone who claims to be involved in a veteran’s charity program wants me to belong to them! Maybe I should get a literary agent and make him do all the work. Use my contact bar if you have any suggestions, and don’t forget to give me a way to get back to you.

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Echoes from the Past

I recieved a letter on my web site. It touched me. Read on and you will find out why.

Mr. Taylor, first let me say WELCOME HOME and THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE TO OUR COUNTRY.

Now let me say that I read your book twice and have to say that your story sounds just like my fathers. My father never talked about what he did in Vietnam and like you always had nightmares and anxiety and it wasn’t until the late 80’s is when he was told about PTSD. When I was old enough to work and started working with my dad, I asked him what he went through in Vietnam. It took him about 30 minutes to answer, and the look on his face told me more then what he was telling. My father passed away in 2010 from complication of Agent orange poisoning, before he passed we were watching some story on Vietnam and they were talking about Cambodia, Laos and North Vietnam and how we never had troops there and he said S**T I was there. Now, I know my dad didn’t have same MOS that you did or work for the same agency, but I do know that he went to fort Polk, fort Benning, fort Bragg then Panama for 4 weeks of Sniper school training. I guess the part that reminded me of my father is that when he passed away the VA refused to pay for his headstone and said that we had no proof that my father was a combat veteran. After showing them his DD214 that clearly showed that he had served in Vietnam from 1965 to 1967, and had 3 Purple Hearts and 1 Bronze Star. Anyhow, I just wanted to let you know from the son of a combat veteran that I appreciate your service and you guys are not forgotten.

Thanks for your time,

Robert

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A Surprise Encounter

I am beginning to feel like everyone that had some connection with my past is suddenly coming out of the woodwork. I already mentioned meeting the man who was working Cambodia and Laos before I got there. I’ve also wrote about the communications man who used to see my transmission reports coming in under the name “ICEMAN”.
I was just at an American Legion Post in Arizona and met a Retired Green Beret Commander that sent some of his personnel out with me. I am totally stunned by what keeps popping up because of my Book “Inside the World of Mirrors – The Story of a Shadow Warrior.”
I keep being surprised by what keeps happening. I’ve given up trying to figure out the odds. I have a better chance of hitting the Lottery then having these chance meetings pop up in my life.
If this hasn’t got me a bit off balance, last Monday I met with a script writer from Hollywood. We have begun discussions about a movie. He is talking about calling it “Shadow Warrior”. We are exploring a variety of missions for the first film. I am absolutely stunned by the events that keep happening. It’s like a mushroom cloud that just keeps growing and growing, I have reached the stage where I am being pulled along behind the mushroom cloud with no control over what is happening.
I’ve also received a call from a gentleman that does work for both the History Channel and the Discovery Channel.
In my wildest dreams, I never expected anything like this to happen. So if some more of you want to come out of hiding, you can just call me at 602-515-1987 or email me using the contact bar at the top of the webpage. It’s like being a cork on a river! I have no idea where the next surprise will come from.

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Validation from an Unexpected Source

Would you like to read a book that puts you in the shoes of the author?  Or maybe a set of stories so accurate that you become totally immersed and become one with the author of the book?  If so, then you must read “Inside the World of Mirrors – The Story of a Shadow Warrior”!

I came to read this book due to a strange set of circumstances.  I was in a small local bar when a friend of mine, Tom, came up and said he had someone that I should meet and talk with because we had a common background.  He introduced me to Max Taylor.

By way of background, you should understand that I had worked during the Vietnam War doing special intelligence operations.  I left in 1966.  I was a sniper, and ran missions for a rather mysterious American in Cambodia, Laos, and other countries in the surrounding area.  I would get a picture of my target, a map with a location to start my hunt in, and would be sent on my way to negate the target. 

In between missions, I never fit in with the other soldiers that were around me.  I might as well have been a ghost.

When Max and I started talking, I got a strange feeling that one of two things was happening.  Either, #1 – I was with another fantasy idiot pretending to be something he was not, or #2 – I had just met, for the first time, someone who actually had walked in the world that I had lived in.  I strongly suspected that thought #1 was the case, but decided to ask a “Trick” question to find out how real he was.

I asked him “Have you ever seen a naked Ghilli?”  His reply stopped me in my tracks.  He said “Is there any other kind?”  Only a person with real experience with the type of work I had done would make this statement.  A “Ghilli” is a special piece of material and mesh that you used to make yourself disappear in whatever area you were in.  You would weave in foliage into the mesh that matched the area you were going to be working in.  No two areas were ever the same, so the Ghilli Suit always looked different everywhere you went.  You would “decorate” and build the Ghilli to match the area you were going to be working in.  For all intents and purposes, you became a part of the vegetation.  It was almost impossible to see you because you were just part of the jungle, or wherever you were.  A “Naked Ghilli” was always the same, until you built it up.  Only someone who had actually used a Ghilli would understand this.  I knew immediately that Max and his background were real.

I had left in 1966, and he came on in 1968.  We had been travelers that passed in the night, never knowing or suspecting that the other existed.  Forty-seven years ago and 15,000 miles away we had almost met.  Now we were sitting in a local bar.  As we continued to talk, I realized that Max “Validated” my service, and I did the same for him.  It was a surreal experience like looking in the mirror and seeing yourself with a different face.  It was still you, but it looked different.  It was so ironic that after all these years and all the miles, that we would me in a local community bar in Phoenix, Arizona.  Add to this the fact that we only lived about 4 miles apart, and it becomes apparent how we had beat long odds to come to this point.

I don’t know how to I put into words what I was feeling at that time.  It truly was like being in the middle  of a fantastic dream.  It was so unreal and unexpected.  I was going back to a place that I had hidden away inside myself for many years.  The odds of us meeting were almost non-existent, yet here we were.

When I started reading “Inside the World of Mirrors” it was like I had stepped in a time machine.  Every tiny detail stood out so vividly, that I could only read one chapter at a time before I had to put it down.  It was just too much to take in everything that was happening.  We had both walked the same paths in the same shoes, yet have never dreamed that the other existed.

It was almost too much to take in.  I had to take a break ever so often to let myself catch up again.  Even the picture of the stand of bamboo on the front of the book made me feel like I was in a time machine.  As I look back, I realized that everything we had done was stilling going on today.  It will always go on so long as there are people on this planet.  All governments are the same.  This is the way it is, and Max tells you not only what, but how it felt to be involved in this eternal shadow war.

I have lived much of my life “Under the Radar”!  I always have, and probably always will.  If nothing else comes of your reading “Inside the World of Mirrors”, you will come out with an understanding of what really goes on in our world.  The book has been a validation for me and also for Max.  I go to bed with this comfort each night.  Only two words are necessary – “Thanks Max”

Sincerely Joe in Phoenix

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A Strange Happening

A couple of weeks ago I was called by an individual here in Phoenix Arizona.  He had previously purchased a book from me, and wanted to buy another book and have me to come over to deliver the book at a birthday party for a friend of his.

 Since it was only a ten minute drive, I was happy to do it for him.  While I was at the party, I sold eight more books in less than half an hour.  I had not expected the extra books to be purchased, so I did not have enough books with me.  I was one book short.  The person I owed the book to told me not to worry and just drop it by for him the next morning.

 The next morning I took the book over to him, and was introduce to another veteran from the Viet Nam era.  We sat a talked for a few minutes when I mentioned where I had worked out of.  He just stared at me for a few moments, then asked me when I had been there.  I told him the story of my time there and showed him my book.

 He just looked at the book, then looked back at me and said “I left there in 1966!”  He said I was the first person he had ever met that had been where he was and did the type of jobs that he did.  It was a surreal experience for me.  For the first time in over 40 years, I had someone to talk to that actually understood what I was saying, and what it meant to be a “Shadow Warrior”.

 We talked for almost two hours, and the next week had dinner together.  Since then we see each other regularly.   The icing on this cake is thousands of miles away and 40 years ago we passed each other in the night.  Now we only live about 3 miles apart.

 What is the chance that something like this would happen?  It was both eerie and exhilarating at the same time.  I now actually had someone who could and did validate my stories and experiences.

                                                                   The hand of God moves in mysterious ways.

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A letter from Robert Lopez

Mr. Taylor, first let me say WELCOME HOME and THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE TO OUR COUNTRY.

Now let me say that I read your book twice and have to say that your story sounds just like my fathers.  My father never talked about what he did in Vietnam and like you always had nightmares and anxiety and it wasn’t until the late 80’s is when he was told about PTSD. When I was old enough to work and started working with my dad, I asked him what he went through in Vietnam. It took him about 30 minutes to answer, and the look on his face told me more then what he was telling. My father passed away in 2010 from complication of Agent orange poisoning, before he passed we were watching some story on Vietnam and they were talking about Cambodia, Lao’s and North Vietnam and how we never had troops there and he said S**T I was there.  Now, I know my dad didn’t have same MOS that you did or work for the same agency, but I do know that he went to fort Polk, fort Benning, fort Bragg then Panama for 4 weeks of Sniper school training.  I guess the part that reminded me of my father is that when he passed away the VA refused to pay for his headstone and said that we had no proof that my father was a combat veteran.  After showing them his DD214 that clearly showed that he had served in Vietnam from 1965 to 1967, and had 3 Purple Hearts and 1 Bronze Star.  Anyhow, I just wanted to let you know from the son of a combat veteran that I appreciate your service and you guys are not forgotten.

Thanks for your time,

Robert Lopez

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