This book and its author grew up together. The 1960s in America transformed everyone who lived through this amazing time in our nation's history. Civil rights laws were fought for and passed; women began to find a voice and break down barriers. Immigrant workers and Native Americans raised their voices. We became a smarter, more aware nation-for a while. The Vietnam War became a symbol of those times. The music helped define us, and the illegal use of banned substances gave some of us the temporary courage to face the insanity head-on. The ranch is a mostly accurate first-person account of one young man's strange journey from gung ho high school student to landing himself in the middle of the world's most dangerous navy. Our hero slowly evolves into a war resister who gets into the exact amount of trouble to get assigned to a horse ranch in the U.S. Navy. There are a few rants that I included for mostly therapeutic reasons and several well-chosen fits of profanity that help to paint the military experience as it was and, I believe, still is to this day. I consider this book funny and thoughtful, but then I'm severely prejudiced. I wrote this back cover account myself because George Carlin and Joseph Heller had busy schedules in the afterlife, and I don't know Sara Silverman-yet. The Ranch is my first attempt at being considered a writer. I have plans to write a second book, which will document my experience as a telephone man in Northeast New Jersey. There will be plenty of danger, sex, drugs, and rock and roll with a hint of The Sopranos, so don't spoil my enthusiasm and buy this book. Thanks, America.