The first four chapters are a memoir of my days in Morocco 1972-1973.
I was a Hippie smoking hashish and taking LSD regularly. This led to a psychotic breakdown. Moroccan authorities placed me in a prison for the insane in Tangier.
I was rescued by British Christian Missionaries. I recovered in a facility, Hope House, operated by YWAM, Youth With A Mission, who saved my life and brought me to Christianity.
My co-author Terry Barlow lived in Hope House at the same time.Chapter 5 of our book is a series of essays by Terry of his memories of those days.
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